Having waited for a while and still not seeing An Chuyu come out, Xi Zheng slipped off the bed into her slippers, knocked on the bathroom's glass door, rested her head against it, and asked worriedly, "Is your stomach feeling uncomfortable?"
She didn't know beforehand that Chuyu was about to have her period; if she had known, she would have stopped her from eating so much spicy food.
Xi Zheng frowned and knocked on the door again with her fingers, "Yuyu, are you okay?"
The door suddenly opened, catching her off guard, almost causing her to tumble in, but she steadied herself by bracing against the door frame. An Chuyu bumped into her, and even though she had a hunch, she was still startled by it: "What are you doing leaning on the door?"
From inside, she could see an outline projected on the frosted glass, like a big gecko.