"...."
"Fu Jinghen?"
Footsteps echoed in the room, and soon, Fu Jinghen appeared before her.
"What's wrong?"
Perhaps feeling a bit embarrassed by the situation, Wen Qiao's voice grew weaker, "I forgot to bring my clothes....."
Fu Jinghen glanced down at her, as she was leaning sideways, revealing part of her shoulder, while droplets from the tips of her hair fell onto the floor from her pale and round shoulder.
However, Wen Qiao misinterpreted his look and hurriedly explained, "I'm not trying to seduce you, it's because you brought me to the bathroom that I forgot my clothes! Don't get the wrong idea! If you want to blame someone, blame yourself!"
Seeing her flustered appearance, Fu Jinghen was actually much calmer, "I wasn't thinking anything."
Wen Qiao: "...."
Well played.
She was completely blocked by that response.
"Go get my clothes quickly!" Wen Qiao was angry, "Are you trying to freeze me to death so you can marry another woman?"
