[352] Yu Lingqian, you are annoying!

Yu Lingqian watched her retreating back, a glimmer of pleasure flashing in his eyes:

His little one was still too shy.

"Bang!"

The restroom door slammed shut, and Mu Anran leaned against it, her heart pounding like a drum.

This was her first time doing something like this; it was embarrassingly awful.

"Woo-woo-woo, Mu Anran, what's wrong with you? How could you stoop so low!" She mumbled shamefully, taking a hard ten minutes to barely calm herself down.

When she emerged from the door, she saw that Yu Lingqian had already dressed himself.

Mu Anran was completely exasperated: "..."

So, it turned out that this gentleman could completely manage getting dressed by himself?

What was she even doing just now...

Although she silently cursed Yu Lingqian a million times in her heart, Mu Anran still kept a smile on her face, poured a cup of warm water, and handed it to him. "Would you like some water?"

Yu Lingqian glanced at her, then opened his mouth directly.