Although she didn't know what Leng Mohan really thought, at least on the surface, he didn't show any further interest in her. This made her feel relieved, and at the same time, she felt a little secretly happy.
She knew that if Leng Mohan really had feelings for her, she couldn't refuse. After all, it was her responsibility and obligation as a wife.
She didn't want to break the current peaceful and quiet atmosphere, which made her feel comfortable and at ease. So she decided to maintain the status quo for now and keep the relationship between them at an appropriate and safe distance.
Luo Jiaojiao knew it was getting late and Leng Mohan might still be waiting for her to finish her shower. She didn't want to delay any longer, so she quickly got up, wiped the water stains off her body, changed her clothes and went into the bathroom. After a while, she finished her shower and came out wearing the new clothes she bought today. She tried to keep a natural and calm expression, hoping to hide her inner nervousness and anticipation.
She walked to the bed and said softly, "Brother Leng, I'm done washing." Then she sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for Leng Mohan's reaction.
Her heart was beating a little fast, but she tried to look calm and composed. She hoped that everything would develop as she expected and maintain this peaceful and harmonious state.
Leng Mohan glanced at Luo Jiaojiao who was sitting in the distance, and seemed to have just realized her existence. Then he slowly stood up and walked towards the bathroom.
When he passed by Luo Jiaojiao, she slightly turned sideways, a move that seemed polite and docile, but more to avoid contact with him. Leng Mohan noticed this and snorted softly, revealing a hint of dissatisfaction and ridicule in his voice.
Luo Jiaojiao's body stiffened slightly, but she quickly recovered, grabbed the sheets as if nothing had happened, and carefully untied her hair. She looked up at Leng Mohan and noticed that he had taken off half of his shirt and was about to go into the bathroom.
She couldn't help but ask, "Brother Leng, aren't you going to get some hot water? The water temperature is still very cold at night."
Leng Mohan stopped and looked back at Luo Jiaojiao, with a hint of disdain in his eyes. He said coldly: "I'm not a delicate lady like you. I'm used to taking cold showers." After that, he turned around and closed the bathroom door with a "bang", as if to emphasize his determination and dissatisfaction.
Luo Jiaojiao couldn't help but feel a little uneasy when she heard the door open. She knew Leng Mohan was a lonely and difficult person to approach, but she didn't expect that he would be so cold and sarcastic when she avoided him. She sighed softly, and her heart suddenly started beating, not knowing how to get along with him.
Luo Jiaojiao sat on the bed, and her ears caught a familiar sound of water, "Splash~Splash~", the sound became louder and louder, as if an unstoppable force was driving the water.
She looked in the direction of the voice and her eyes twitched slightly.
The scene before her shocked her. This man was simply crazy to the extreme! He turned on the tap and poured bucket after bucket of cold water on himself mercilessly.
Luo Jiaojiao clearly remembered that she had just filled some cold water and knew that the water flowing out of the faucet was as icy as ice water just taken out of an ice cellar.
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