"You."
Wang Tao was straightforward.
Han Rui was at first startled, then her face instantly turned red with embarrassment.
"You—we agreed that once we're back at the base, we'd each go our own way and not bother each other! How could you not keep your word?"
"Hmm? When did I say that?"
Wang Tao sprawled on the sofa, feigning confusion.
"On the bed—"
Han Rui quickly clamped her mouth shut.
She had just finished her shower, wearing her pajamas, her hair still somewhat damp; Wang Tao, seeing her like this, suddenly felt his appetite whetted.
But he was here to discuss serious matters, and only teased Han Rui verbally for a bit.
Han Rui glared at Wang Tao fiercely:
"Don't mess around! Sun Weiguang will be back any minute now!"
Hearing this, Wang Tao's eyes suddenly sparkled.
"That's even more exciting!"
"...You're a pervert!"
Han Rui was somewhat anxious.
