"Click," the bathroom door swung open, and Su Qingqing walked in expressionlessly.
This really startled Ye Huan, who quickly grabbed a towel to wrap around himself, "I'm taking a shower, what are you doing in here?"
"You brought me to a hotel, and you're still pretending?" Su Qingqing's words were devoid of any emotion as she wobbled in, clearly drunk.
Ye Huan: "..."
"You're overthinking it." After a brief silence, Ye Huan's face darkened.
"I'm overthinking it? If you weren't thinking about those things, why would you bring me to a room like this?" Su Qingqing sneered.
The sheer boldness of her words left Brother Huan speechless and embarrassed.
Seeing Ye Huan silent, Su Qingqing sneered, "What, do you think I'm dirty or that I have no self-respect?"
"No such thing! I really couldn't help it when I booked this room; the receptionist downstairs kept babbling on and wouldn't let me book any other room..."
"Why are you talking so much? I don't want to hear your explanations."
