"Hmph, I won't fuss with you this time, but if you dare do this again, I'll chop off your pig trotters."
He Fang guiltily climbed out of bed and ran to the bathroom to wash her hands.
Some experiences naturally don't occur to us until they happen, but it was different for her; she'd even had a dream just now...
As she looked up and glanced in the mirror, He Fang suddenly paused. The person in the mirror had softened features that were quite different from usual. She couldn't help but blush and hastily stopped her messy thoughts, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.
This won't do.
I need to think of something...
Qin Guanglin had been waiting in the living room for ages and couldn't help but urge, "Why are you taking so long just to wash your hands?"
"Chill out."
He Fang came out with her face still damp, pulled out a towel from her bag, and dried off. "It's only been five minutes."