Si Yuhuan was still knocking, his hand almost landing on her chest out of sheer momentum.
Jian Xi looked at his large palm.
The man froze, his expression unnatural. "Taking so long to shower, hurry up."
He heard her on the phone. The lighthearted joy in her conversation made him very uncomfortable.
Si Yuhuan had a premonition: she was definitely cheating on him.
"Your turn to shower," she said.
He was nagging as if his life depended on it, truly annoying.
She realized that Si Yuhuan was appearing by her side more and more frequently. They were even living together! In her past life, she wouldn't have even dared to imagine it. After all, he was always chasing his white moonlight, often disappearing for ten days or even half a month at a time.
Jian Xi brushed past him, leaving behind the pleasant scent of her shower gel.
Si Yuhuan, his face dark, slammed the door as he went in.
