****
Someone knocked on the door.
"Come in—"
She responded languidly.
The door was pushed open, and Qiao Chutian walked in. Seeing that she was awake but still lying in bed, he couldn't help saying irritably, "You really love to sleep, come down for dinner!"
"Oh."
Mai Xiaomai threw off her quilt, randomly grabbed at her hair, slipped into her slippers, and was ready to walk out.
"Fold the quilt!"
Qiao Chutian ordered.
"I'll fold it later, let it air out."
Mai Xiaomai just wanted to go to the bathroom now, or else she was going to leak.
"Fold it now!"
Qiao Chutian had a cleanliness obsession, and couldn't stand seeing a bed in a mess, especially since it was his bed.
"I need to use the bathroom!"
Mai Xiaomai felt that her lower abdomen was already painfully distended, and the thin sanitary pad was almost unable to handle such a heavy flow.
She couldn't again be bloody in front of him!
"Fold the quilt first, then go!"
