Song Zhen waited for a while but received no reply.
He didn't even get the "Get lost" he had anticipated.
Remembering Gu Xinzhou's current poor condition, he was very worried she might have an accident.
After pondering for two seconds, he finally slowly turned the doorknob.
On the bed were the clothes Gu Xinzhou had taken off.
The sea-blue garments lay there, spread out in all their glory.
Song Zhen swallowed hard, finding it difficult to shift his gaze from the clothes.
There was the sound of trickling water in the air.
She must be taking a bath.
Song Zhen closed the door and casually walked over to the wardrobe, earnestly searching for clothes suitable for Gu Xinzhou to wear as pajamas.
But after rummaging around, aside from men's dress shirts, there seemed to be nothing suitable for her to make do with for the night.
Song Zhen's brows were tightly furrowed.
