"What am I going to do? What am I going to do??"
Wen Nuan stood on the ground, mumbling non-stop.
After mumbling for a while, she stopped in her tracks, glanced in the direction of the bathroom, took one step, then halted again, clenching her cheeks and staring intently at the bathroom door, her chest tight with tension.
What if she walked in and a pair of hands reached out from behind the door to grab her?
Thinking it over, her heart trembling, she quickly retreated and grabbed her phone.
Glancing at Qin Shaojin's number, she hesitated for a moment but still dialed it.
Qin Shaojin was lying in bed, reminiscing about how adorable she looked sunk into the lazyboy chair, feeling a sweetness in his heart. Hearing the phone ring, he picked it up and saw that it was Wen Nuan, answering faster than ever, "Haven't you gone to bed yet?"
