Soon, the sound of splashing water came from inside.
It looks like he is taking a shower.
If you don’t run away now, when will you wait?
With her thoughts on her mind, Lin Qianqian grasped the knotted area of the bath towel, panicked, and opened the door to the guest room without stopping for a moment.
She thought it would be best for her to escape back to the bedroom and put on her clothes before he came out.
She stuck her head out and took a look, finding no one outside the corridor.
So I walked out lightly, keeping my movements to the lightest and gentlest level.
Just as she passed by the door of Yan Yongzhi's room, the door suddenly opened.
Yan Yongzhi, who was wearing pajamas and holding a water glass in her hand, asked in shock, "Xiao Qian?"
Lin Qianqian was so embarrassed that she wished there was a hole in the ground where she could escape. She turned her head with a wry smile and said hello: "Zhi...Sister Zhi, good morning."
Then Yan Yongzhi's eyes fell on her, he blinked her charming big eyes, and wondered: "Why are you wandering around in a bath towel?"
Lin Qianqian was embarrassed. Could she say that her pajamas were torn to pieces by her son and she had no clothes to wear but a bath towel?
"I...sleepwalked last night." Lin Qianqian said calmly.
"Wrap yourself in a bath towel while sleepwalking?"
"I fell asleep while taking a shower, and then accidentally sleepwalked." Well, she wanted to bite off the base of her tongue.
Yan Yongzhi sweatdropped: "Oh, what a special sleepwalking."
Lin Qianqian: "……."
At this moment, the door to the guest room opened again, and an upright man wrapped in a bath towel walked past them in a swaggering manner.
Yan Yongzhi's eyes widened, she blinked, looked at him, then at Lin Qianqian, and then at the guest room.
A man and a woman, naked and wearing bath towels, walked out of the same room.
It's self-evident what's going on here.
At this time, not only did Lin Qianqian's face stop blushing, her whole body turned red.
Lin Qianqian was extremely embarrassed, lowered her head, and ran silently.
Yan Yongzhi was behind her, joking with a smile: "Oh, you guys are so right, you even sleepwalk together."
Lin Qianqian was sweating profusely.
…
She rushed back to the third floor with the speed of a god. Before Yan Mubei could enter the room, she rushed in first and then fell hard on her face.
The man seemed to have expected this. He stretched out his long legs and got stuck in the crack of the door. His face was unhappy: "Lin Qianqian, what are you doing?"
"I want to change my clothes, you wait outside." Let you, the bully, press on, make you embarrass me, and prevent you from entering the room.
Damn you, I'll make you stand in the corridor.
How could Yan Mubei be bullied by a weak woman like her? Young Master Yan, who was in a good mood, smiled at her.
That smile was mean and crazy, as if in his eyes she was just a little girl making trouble unreasonably.
When he was angry, she was frightened and scared; when he was in a good mood, she was so angry that her teeth itched.
Anyway, no matter how she looked at the man in front of her, she didn't like him.
"Hold your feet." She looked at the man outside through the crack in the door and warned: "Otherwise, don't blame me for pinching it off."
"Then give it a try." He put his hands on his hips and stood on one foot, not knowing how calm he was.
When Lin Qianqian heard this, she secretly tried to force herself to do it, hoping to cut it off to see if he would dare to bully her in the future.
But Lin Qianqian's idea was too simple, and she underestimated Yan Mubei's despicableness.
I saw the man outside the door suddenly pulling off the bath towel from his lower body, revealing...