Zhuang Wen reluctantly stood up and carried Yan Yan home.

Under the warm light, the two shadows were stretched very long, eventually merging together.

Ten minutes later.

The two returned home.

Zhuang Wen put Yan Yan down.

Yan Yan glanced at Zhuang Wen, and in front of him, pulled her small white feet out of her sneakers, then put them on slippers.

"Cough cough."

Zhuang Wen quickly looked away and changed into slippers as well.

He glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already 10 o'clock.

Are you taking a shower?

Zhuang Wen asked Yan Yan a question.

"Wash yourself, I'm covered in sweat, it's all because of you. If I wasn't chasing after you, would I be sweating so much?"

Yan Yan pouted and complained to Zhuang Wen in a coquettish manner.

But then she frowned, "I didn't wash it."

"I have some here."

Zhuang Wen led Yan Yan to the bathroom and then took out a brand new bath towel from the corner behind the door.

"I'm feeling sleepy again."

Zhuang Wen walked out of the bathroom again, and returned to Yan Yan a minute later, holding a pink nightgown in his hand.

These were all bought by him for Tang Xin.

Unfortunately, Tang Xin hadn't even used it before things ended like this.

"These things of yours..."

Yan Yan's eyes were filled with suspicion.

These are all women's items. How come Zhuang Wen has them at home?

"Why do you care about these things? Just use yours."

Zhuang Wen replied irritably, and reached out to ruffle Yan Yan's hair, making it look like a bird's nest.

Taking advantage of Yan Yan's wrinkled nose as she was about to get angry, Zhuang Wen hurriedly slipped away, even closing the bathroom door behind him.

"That damned Zhuang Wen!"

Yan Yan pouted and muttered.