In the bathroom, Leng Youchen lay in the bathtub, innocently looking at the rushing in Wei Anning, who, seeing him properly lying there, instantly breathed a sigh of relief. She then noticed several bottles and jars that had fallen to the floor.
It must have been Leng Youchen who accidentally knocked them over.
"You gave me a scare; I thought you had slipped," she said, patting her chest before squatting down to pick up the bottles of shower gel and shampoo, placing them back on the shelf.
"Continue with your bath; I'm heading out," said Wei Anning, not daring to look directly at the submerged allure of a certain someone, quickly making her way to the door. As she passed Leng Youchen, he suddenly caught her wrist, "Wife, I'd like to share a bath with you."
Wei Anning's face immediately blushed red, she glared at him and pulled her arm back, "Get on with your bath."
Leng Youchen looked at her wistfully, "Wife, I can stand up now, don't I get some kind of reward?"