Ye Jiuliang held her forehead, "..."
How could she have forgotten to bring it, now how was she going to broach the subject.
Out of the corner of her eye, she inadvertently spotted a bathrobe hanging on the wall, and an idea sparked in Ye Jiuliang's eyes.
"Wolf cub, why aren't you talking?"
There was no response from inside, Li Mochan raised his hand and knocked on the door.
"Knock knock—"
"Wolf cub, are you—"
With a "click," the tightly closed bathroom door swung open.
Li Mochan's gaze fell to her attire, and the corners of his thin lips twitched uncontrollably.
A black silk robe wrapped with a white bathrobe on the outside, was this the new fashion trend?
"Wolf cub, this bathrobe?" he asked, his gaze heavy upon her, the smile on his lips growing more intriguing.
Ye Jiuliang feigned composure and cleared her throat, "The air conditioning is a bit low, it's too cold."
Li Mochan raised an eyebrow, "Is that so?"
Ye Jiuliang nodded her head and walked towards the wardrobe.
