Long Fei had no idea what was happening, still thinking that Zheng Bin had tracked him down and set an ambush in the bathroom.
He took a few steps over and flung the bathroom door open.
An Xiaoke, clutching a towel to her body, stood atop the toilet lid and cried out to Long Fei, "Cockroach, there's a cockroach in the bathtub!"
Her stature was around 1.65 meters, not as exaggeratedly tall as Zhang Xuan'er, but her figure was no less stunning, exuding the delicate softness characteristic of South Yangtze women.
Long Fei stood frozen for a moment, half a day went by without him offering help.
An Xiaoke's face turned red, and she immediately frowned.
She had let him in to catch the cockroach, but instead, he kept ogling her nonstop.
Her towel only covered the front, leaving the back exposed.
Now too embarrassed to move, she called out with a coy curse, "Have you had your fill of looking?"
Long Fei swallowed, and laughed mischievously, "I was just looking for the cockroach!"
