The wardrobe door suddenly swung open, startling Tan Yunxi.
Seeing it was Yu Jing, she let out a small sigh of relief. To avoid being questioned about why she was there, she preemptively asked, "What's up?"
Yu Jing just stared at her, and that calm gaze made her wonder if she had already been exposed.
"I have some affairs to handle, and wearing the Power Armor isn't convenient, so I came back to change."
Only then did Tan Yunxi realize that, in her muddled state, she had crawled into the wrong wardrobe.
She breathed a guilty sigh of relief, and the bristling tail quietly retracted.
"Then let me get out of your way..."
She bent down, preparing to crawl out.
Yu Jing, however, had no intention of waiting for her and directly unzipped her white, tight tactical suit. The thin tactical suit pooled at her feet like a shed snake skin.
