Fu Nancheng looked at the time; it was getting late, already half past midnight.
He stopped teasing her and turned to go to the bathroom outside to take a shower.
After he left, Qiao Mo let out a sigh of relief and gradually sank her body into the bathtub, feeling a bit confused.
She didn't know if what she was doing was right.
She just saw him feeling sad and couldn't help but feel heartache, intense heartache.
She wanted to hug him, wanted to comfort him, wanted to tell him not to be sad, that he still had her.
Qiao Mo lightly lowered her gaze, recalling his expression as he held her earlier, a gentle smile appeared on her lips.
...
Fu Nancheng came out after his shower, but noticed Qiao Mo hadn't come out yet, and frowned slightly.
After all, he already helped her shower once when she came back, she shouldn't have been in there so long without a sound.
He knocked on the bathroom door and heard no sound from inside.
