Gong Shirao secretly glanced at the bathroom, her heart pounding chaotically.
The bathroom was inside her room, and she could only sleep after Zhan Nanjue was done. Yet for some reason, her heartbeat was all over the place.
She wanted to go to the window for some fresh air, but to her surprise, she saw cigarette butts scattered all over the ground outside.
Uh...
Is the owner of this house a heavy smoker? Smoking so much?
Thankfully, he smoked outside, so there was no smoke smell in the room. Gong Shirao closed the window but felt the sound of water suddenly louder for some reason...
The rushing sound of water was unsettling her heart.
This... is the soundproofing that bad?
Oh god, did he hear everything when she was taking a shower just now?
No way, no way, wasn't Zhan Nanjue just taking a look around? He wouldn't have been outside, right?
Gong Shirao scratched her head, messing up her hair, feeling inexplicably perturbed.
