"There's, there's nothing." She suppressed the heart about to leap from her chest, panic driving her two steps back.
It seemed the alcohol really hadn't completely worn off.
Otherwise, why would she stealthily watch him from inside the glass shower for so long! It was ridiculous.
Huo Zhenyang obviously heard something, his footsteps slipping slightly, frowning as he approached.
His voice penetrated the glass, the sound of the shower unable to drown it out, Jiayi hastily replied, "It's really nothing, I'm almost done!"
He was silent for a while, then grunted, his footsteps fading.
Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief, quickly rinsed off, and dried her body, when he seemed to return, knocking on the glass shower door.
Her heart that had just settled was once again lifted high, "What's the matter?"
"Open the door."
"What?"
"I got a new set of underwear from the service staff," the man said, his tone somewhat impatient.