"What the heck?" Feng Mei Hiu rubbed his aching forehead, "why are you blocking the door?" He frowned shooting Han Yichen an annoyed glare.
"Where are you going?" Han Yichen asked, his mismatched pupils fixed on Feng Mei Hiu's figure.
"Bathroom." Feng Mei Hiu snapped, "can't you see?"
"Oh! Okay." Han Yichen nodded but remained standing in his way anyway.
Feng Mei Hiu felt his annoyance level skyrocket, he felt half tempted to kill Han Yichen himself, it wasn't as if Ling Sheng would know.
"What's the matter now?" Feng Mei Hiu gritted his teeth wondering why Han Yichen was still standing by the door.
"Move." Feng Mei Hiu snapped.
"Okay." Han Yichen nodded moving slightly from his position at the front of the door.
Feng Mei Hiu shook his head, he didn't have the strength for whatever was going on with Han Yichen. Gripping his towel with his left hand he walked past Han Yichen only to stop when he felt Han Yichen following him.
