Shi Nuan said "Thank you," and was planning to close the door and go inside—
She really couldn't face him for another moment.
It was too embarrassing...
Unexpectedly, Song Yansheng suddenly raised his foot to block the door, so she couldn't close it successfully.
The redness on Shi Nuan's face deepened, but she still maintained a calm expression as she looked at the man, not knowing what he intended to do.
"Later, change your clothes and don't wash them yourself. You're weak now, it's not suitable for you to touch cold water!"
Shi Nuan really didn't want to tangle with him any longer, so she said, "Got it," and then reached out to push him lightly.
The man instinctively stepped back, and by the time he steadied himself, the room's door had already been closed by someone.
Standing in front of the door, dazed for a moment, Song Yansheng curled his lips into a silent smile!
——Little girl, looks weak but quite strong!
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