A while ago, Xia Liu had fitted a roof over the open-air bathhouse, and today he bought some wires and lights and had them installed within minutes.
For days he had been squatting outside the bathhouse, and it was tough on him.
However, even with the lights installed, it was useless; Zhang Xiaoxue still made him wait outside.
It was incredibly awkward; it seemed that in the future, when building a house, a bathroom inside the room was a must, or else he couldn't live this way.
Listening to the pattering sound of water, Xia Liu slowly adjusted his breathing and invoked the Five Elements Mantra to clear the restlessness in his heart.
"Ah! There's a mouse!" Just then, Zhang Xiaoxue, who was bathing inside, screamed sharply, accompanied by the sound of something being hit.
Xia Liu didn't think twice and rushed into the bathhouse, "Xiaoxue, don't be afraid, where is the mouse..."
He hadn't finished his sentence when something soft bumped into him: "Brother Xia Liu, I'm sorry."
