Mei Wanying knew Pei Yan so well that she recognized his footsteps the moment she heard them.
Her sleepiness vanished.
She hurriedly sat back down in the bathtub, covering her body with flower petals.
At that same moment, Pei Yan entered the bathroom, her nightgown in his hand. His gaze was fixed straight ahead, the very picture of propriety.
Despite having been intimate countless times, a scene like this was still enough to make one blush.
Mei Wanying kicked the water's surface, creating a small splash. "Get out."
"You didn't grab a change of clothes. Ding Xiang is looking after Ling, so I had to be the one to run the errand."
The man offered this explanation, set the nightgown down, and turned to leave without another word.
His departing back told Mei Wanying that he had truly only come to deliver the clothes, with no other intentions. He was completely innocent!
His "uprightness" made her own reaction seem excessive.
She silently cursed how devious he was.
