"Xiaofan, I've really put you in a difficult position,"
"The things I do are all in preparation for tomorrow,"
Bai Bingbing said with a slight blush on her face.
Perhaps it was because she was wearing a mask, or perhaps she really was a bit embarrassed.
What Zhang Xiaofan didn't know yet was that this was the first time Bai Bingbing had ever shared a room with a man.
"It's nothing, I think you did very well."
To Zhang Xiaofan, there was nothing difficult about it.
Was it just about sharing a room?
What's there for a grown man to feel aggrieved about?
The one who should feel aggrieved was Bai Bingbing herself.
However, there might be a bit of trouble.
Because he was a man, sharing a room with a beauty like Bai Bingbing, who seemed to have walked straight out of a painting.
This was somewhat disconcerting.
At night, a man's hormones are the most likely to surge.
