Qiaohao Garden.
As if a century had passed, Wen Meimei came to in a warm pool, her body submerged in the water and her arms and head resting on the edge of the pool, cushioned underneath by a soft mat.
"Awake?" A hoarse voice suddenly sounded from above her, startling her.
Looking up, she saw Qiao Chengxun, wearing a white bathrobe, sitting straight at the edge of the pool, looking down at her round face from above.
Wen Meimei's head heated up, and she quickly surveyed her surroundings, soon realizing.
This was Qiaohao Garden, this bathroom was inside his bedroom, a large bathroom she had been brought into once before.
But something was wrong, the water in the bath had a faint scent of herbal medicine, and the water was so clear that she couldn't see anything in it.
