Si Fan walked into the bathroom and saw Jun Yan struggling a bit to pull up Si Yi's pants with one hand, his movements somewhat awkward and stiff.
Si Yi's backside was perched on Jun Yan's other arm, covering his lower half, his young face flushed red.
Si Fan leaned her left shoulder against the wall, crossing her arms and her left leg over her right, and asked leisurely, "What's going on?"
Si Yi, his face red, lowered his head guiltily and shook it, unwilling to speak.
Jun Yan's expression remained unchanged, his tone very indifferent, "Nothing, I just almost dropped him into the toilet when holding him."
After a pause, he glanced up at her and added with a voice lacking warmth, "Come and hold him, I'll wash my hands and disinfect them."
Si Yi: "..."
It seemed like nothing was said, yet everything was said.
Si Fan seemed to realize something, making a meaningful "oh," then walked over to take Si Yi into her arms.
