C89 (1/2)

The morning sunlight penetrated the curtain and shone on Mei Han's snow-white skin. The warm feeling instantly made her mood a lot better, even though what happened last night was very dangerous.

But that night was also the best night to sleep. It had been a long time since she had a good night's sleep. Although the purple and green color that covered her body was scary, her spirit was still very good.

Jang Hsien had been in the cloakroom for a while, presumably to change his clothes, and in the interval Mi Han jumped out of bed almost as quickly as she could and rushed into the bathroom.

But after a while, Mei Han immersed herself into the bathtub. She was still a little dizzy, perhaps because she drank too much last night.

But after soaking in the bathtub comfortably for half an hour, Mei Han suddenly felt refreshed and refreshed. She casually opened the shower to wash her body clean …

Right at this time, a very awkward question suddenly appeared in her mind.

She and Jong-jin had been sleeping in separate rooms for some time, and this was Jong-jin's room, where she had not changed her clothes at all.

With a slight headache, Mi Han looked around the bathroom. Her gaze suddenly fell onto a familiar and wet long skirt in the corner of the bathroom. Wasn't that the outfit she was wearing yesterday?

At this moment, Mei Han suddenly remembered that she felt like she was soaking in water last night. An idea flashed through her mind.

”No way, Rong Jin gave me a bath?!” When Mei Han said this to herself in a low voice, she wished she could shut herself in the bathroom and never go out again.

Finally, after she had been in the bathroom for almost half an hour, she slowly took out a spare towel from the bathroom and wrapped it around herself. Then, she forced herself to open the door.

After so long, Jongjin should have changed her clothes and left the house. Since her room wasn't too far away and there weren't many men in the house, she could have snuck back to her room.

With this thought, Mei Han bitterly opened the door, but before she could take a step out, her mouth slapped the door and she immediately exclaimed, ”Ah!” Why are you here! ”

”Mrs. Rong, I think I've just answered that question, but let me tell you again, this is my room.” ”I don't know,” she said.

The last sentence was uttered very slowly, as if she was trying to emphasize it to remind her, but she didn't even need to do it, she was almost regretting it.

Helpless, she could only tightly grip the towel in front of her chest and say, ”I, I know.”

When she had finished speaking, she felt as if she were on the verge of being embarrassed to death, but as if she didn't understand her awkwardness at all, she continued to read her newspaper, and the dark room was once again devoid of voices.

”Can, can I lend you a set of clothes?”

Mi Han swore that she was not the one who had said it, and that it was an illusion that she would not say it to Jongjin.

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Jongjin slowly lifted his eyes from the document and looked at Mi Han, who was wearing only a towel and her shoulders were bare. His deep eyes looked at her thoughtfully but he did not say anything more.

At this time, Mei Han also noticed Rong Jin's gaze, and hurriedly explained, ”My clothes were wet last night, and there was nothing to change. I'll bring them back to your room after I change.”