"Brush your teeth?" Han Che curiously licked his teeth with the tip of his tongue. People in this era were really strange. He had never seen teeth brushed like this.
Yue Ya'er was too lazy to pay attention to him. After brushing her teeth and washing her face, she hurried back to the room. Seeing that he wanted to follow him in again, she quickly locked the door and said loudly, "I want to change clothes, so don't come in."