He took it to the bathroom.
After tidying everything up, he thought for a moment and still picked up a new white towel, cleaned it, soaked it, and walked towards her.
When Wen Xian half-awoke again, it was the aroma of food that roused her.
She seemed to smell chicken soup, which made her stomach growl with longing.
When she opened her eyes, she instinctively searched for Lu Xiao's figure but didn't see him at first, which immediately woke her up completely.
Where had Lu Xiao gone?
She pressed the blanket wrapped around her chest and sat up; a set of clean clothes was placed at the spacious sofa head, not hers but his.
Although Wen Xian was curious about where he had gone, she still decided to take a bath first.
Just as she stood up to go to the bathroom, she realized that her body seemed to have been cleaned, especially—
She looked down.
"..."
Because she remembered, calling it muddy was an understatement.
