"Xingluo, what's happened?" Xiang Huai still maintained the demeanor of a gentleman as he approached the bathroom door and asked.
He didn't immediately push the door to enter.
"Brother Xiang Huai, I didn't take my clothes. Could you bring them in for me?" Xu Xingluo asked softly.
"Then I'll bring them and leave them outside for you," Xiang Huai said, restraining himself as he feared she was too upset.
He couldn't take advantage of Xingluo, who was very sensitive.
What if she thought he was taking advantage of her vulnerability in her moment of distress?
The more critical the situation, the calmer Xiang Huai became.
"Ouch," Xu Xingluo deliberately exclaimed.
Impulsively, Xiang Huai pushed open the door and barged in. He saw her seductively leaning in the bathtub, the water clear and revealing everything. He quickly turned his back, "Xingluo, what's wrong?"
"Brother Xiang Huai, do you despise me too?"
Xu Xingluo slowly got up and extended her arms to embrace him from behind.
