The sound of water in the next room was not loud, and through the blurred white paper, one could see it was spraying from above.
Added to that familiar silhouette, almost naked, revealing delicate and fair skin, it wasn't hard to guess that it must be Liu Dajun's newlywed wife, Liu Qian, and she must be taking a shower at the moment.
This provided Wang Xiaolong with a feast for the eyes, but he couldn't help sighing as well.
Xiao Xi Village was poor. In the summer, men would simply stand in the yard to splash themselves cool with a basin of water, while women hid in the back room, wiping down with just a basin of water.
But the Liu family home already had a separate shower room.
If it had been someone else, they might just feel envious.
But Wang Xiaolong, in addition to envy, felt an incredible rage.
After all, the shower room and house were forcefully taken from him by Liu Dajun.
