"Oh goodness. What happened to you in those five days? Why are all your clothes wet?" Grandma Bingbing asked as she brought Kai's laundry out of his bag.
Kai clicked his tongue in embarrassment.
"Leave it there, Grandma," he groaned. "I'll wash it later after I sleep."
"Answer my question," the old woman firmly said.
Kai scratched the back of his head. "We trained in the snow most of the time. I didn't get to wash it because we were busy. I stacked it inside the plastic bag and forgot to let it air out."
Grandma shook her head and brought out another wet piece of clothing—Kai's underwear.
Kai's cheeks reddened as he grabbed the piece of briefs from his grandma's hand.
"Privacy, please!" he exclaimed like a little kid.
Grandma clicked her tongue. "You're acting as if I didn't bathe you when you were younger. It's just shocking that even your underwear is wet."
