Su Li's face instantly became stern, showing no intention to move. "Wei Chengfeng, we need to talk."
At this moment, Su Li's hair was disheveled, and she wore a loose, light pink cotton pajama that hung slackly on her frame. If it were someone else in front of Wei Chengfeng looking like this, he would have scorned and refused to spare another glance. However, in his eyes, Su Li looked so endearingly itchy that he wanted to hold her in his arms and pamper her.
Indeed, love is a cheap thing, oh, no, rather, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Wei Chengfeng walked over with a smile, reached out to tidy her hair, then pulled her into the bathroom. "Need help washing up?"
Faced with the persistent Wei Chengfeng, Su Li could only temporarily give in. "No need for you, I can do it myself, get out."
Seeing Wei Chengfeng standing at the doorway not moving, Su Li unceremoniously reached out and pulled the door shut.
