Xia Xiaonuan widened her eyes and looked at him, a trickle of cold sweat formed on his forehead.
His head was also covered in vegetable soup.
Even though the corner was filled with the aroma of essential oils, it couldn't mask the smell on his body.
Xia Xiaonuan bit her lower lip.
Situ Yan forcefully took off his shirt, then reached for his belt.
Xia Xiaonuan quickly turned her face away.
"You... let me out, I'll call someone..."
"You can choose not to help me and just stand there. But you can't leave."
"Why?"
"What do you think? You poured soup on my face in front of everyone, and now you're acting like it's a chore to help me bathe?" Situ Yan raised an eyebrow.
Embarrassed in public, he needed to save face somehow.
Otherwise, if it reached Lang Ba and the others, they'd start criticizing Xia Xiaonuan again.
Xia Xiaonuan's face darkened.
"Well... if you hadn't been fooling around during the meal, would I have poured soup on your face?" Xia Xiaonuan argued.
