Li Wangyu was startled by Pei Lan's words, her fingers stiffening before she could reply for a long time. "No need," she finally managed to say, "just go out. I'll wash myself.",The next moment, the shadow plunged directly into the bathtub.,Jiāng's neck was stiff as he twisted it from side to side, taking in the scene. It was still that same bathhouse: blue-tiled roof, whitewashed walls, and on a wooden rack beside him hung his own long robe, freshly taken off...。