Seeing that the person coming was the Young Marshal, Xiaobai breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt something was wrong, "Young Marshal, it's so late, what's wrong with you coming to my room?"

The young man glanced at her. Under the light, his skin was white and transparent, and he attracted his gaze as if it would shine.

The man walked to the sofa and sat down, "There is something, of course there is something."

"Young Marshal, please tell me, I'll listen." Xiaobai looked at the stern look.

He leaned back and his hands were placed behind his head. The young coach slowly said, "My bedroom light is broken."

Xiaobai blinked, so what?

Is it meant that she was going to run errands and let someone change the light bulb?

"I'll go find a housekeeper to change the lights for you." Xiaobai got out of bed, put on the soft drag and was about to walk out.

"return!"

Xiaobai was stunned, turned around, and looked at him in confusion, "Young Marshal, are you going to change the light bulb?"

"Did I say I want to change?" The young man raised his eyebrows and said furiously.

"Oh." Xiaobai nodded. It seemed that she had misunderstood.

But if he doesn't change the light bulb, what is he doing here?

Could it be that...he was angry at dinner and has not yet disappeared?

The young man suddenly stood up and walked into the bathroom. Xiaobai had to sit down on the sofa. The young man was here, so she couldn't lie on the bed and sleep.

While sitting, Xiaobai felt something was wrong!

Wait, what's the noise in the bathroom?!

The drizzle of water...

The young man is taking a bath inside?

She suddenly raised her hand and patted her head. Seeing what she was thinking about, the light bulb in the bedroom of Shaoshun was broken, so it was naturally inconvenient to take a shower. He just came here to borrow the bathroom...

Turn on the TV casually, she sat with her legs bent and her chin was pressed against her knees.

When will the young coach be washed?

Very sleepy...

After a long time, the sound of water stopped and the young man's voice came from the bathroom, "Xiaobai, bathrobe!"

The sleepy Xiaobai was woken up by this shout, and he was shocked. He jumped off the sofa and stretched his head towards the bathroom, "Young Marshal, what did you say?"

"Baboons! Why are there no bathrobes inside?"

That's because her bathrobe was thrown into the dirty laundry basket after taking a shower...

"Young Marshal, wait a while, I'll go to your bedroom to get it for you." Xiaobai said and was about to go out.

The young coach called her, "Wait!"

Let her go to his bedroom to get it?

Wouldn't that be exposed?

"Forget it, I'll just use a bath towel."

Xiaobai's brains are in a mess and uses a bath towel?

That was her bath towel...the close-fitting bath towel...the young man...he...

Before she could refuse, the bathroom door opened, and the young man Xinchang's toned figure appeared at the bathroom door.

Her handsome face, sexy Adam's apple, seductive clavicle... and her well-skinned chest, downward are strong, and the strong abdominal muscles.

The pink bath towel scattered around the waist, revealing the coveted fishman thread...

Xiaobai felt a stream of blood rushing towards his forehead, and his face began to get hot. She opened her eyes and pointed at the young man with trembling fingers, "Young man, that bath towel is too inconsistent with you... You should change into your pajamas."

A one-meter-old man surrounded her pink bath towel, which made him feel ridiculous no matter how he looked.

But, his good figure makes people unable to take their eyes away, and directly makes people skip the pink bath towel and ignores the kawaii bath towel that is inconsistent with his temperament.

The young coach was very satisfied with the visual impact he brought, and the effect was very great! Just look at Xiaobai’s red ears!

He stepped forward and walked towards her.
Chapter completed!