Su Qinglan had barely finished rinsing the last streak of water from her hair when everything suddenly turned into chaos.
One second, Han Jue was staring at her in the bath like he wanted to dive in with her.
The next second, everything exploded.
Because just when the atmosphere got hot… so hot Han Jue's entire body had tensed and his breath had shortened, and he had genuinely, truly almost pounced on her like a starved beast.
A very unwelcome voice screeched from outside.
"Lan Lan! The group who went to trade rice is back! Xuan Long should be back too!"
Rong Ye's voice shook the leaves. Han Jue's soul left his body on the spot because he was startled by that fox's banshee-like voice.
Su Qinglan's eyes widened like a startled deer.
"Xuan… Long… is back?"
And in that one moment, she forgot everything. She immediately rinsed herself and stepped out from the tub. The poor Han Jue could only look at her hurrying figure with a sullen expression.
