Lin Chen walked into the bathroom and turned on the faucet directly.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
With the cold water drenching him, Lin Chen felt that the malevolent fire in his heart finally dissipated.
He casually grabbed a towel and wiped his face.
But suddenly, he felt something was off.
Why does this towel have a strange fragrance?
Opening his eyes, Lin Chen looked at what he was holding and was instantly dumbfounded.
"This damn thing isn't a towel; it's clearly a…."
The strange fragrance made Lin Chen's blood, which had just cooled down, surge once again.
As Lin Chen was admiring the item, the bathroom door suddenly flew open.
Startled, Lin Chen quickly used the item to shield his privates.
Wei Ling saw Lin Chen actually using that item to cover up and her face instantly flushed with embarrassment.
"Lin Chen, what are you doing with my underwear?"