Zhou Wang walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower. Although he was incredibly tired, he didn't plan on sleeping in the master bedroom any longer. After all, it was a mess, stained by all sorts of secretions, even though some of it was his own...
Yet, Zhou Wang still found it repulsive.
He thought for a moment and went back to the first floor, intending to find a vacant guest room to sleep in.
As he passed the guest room where he had fooled around with Endme for a bit, Zhou Wang seemed to remember something. He re-entered the room and picked up some broken fabric pieces from the floor, doing a simple clean-up.
He couldn't do much about the bed, as it was already soaked, but he still managed to handle these personal belongings of Ji Xiaoxi.
Ji Xiaoxi was completely different from Wang Xiaoxiao, so he felt he had to protect her privacy somewhat.
Just staring at the cotton fabric pieces crumpled in his hand, Zhou Wang found himself lost in thought again.
