"Did you guys suddenly fill your heads with soy milk?"
Zhou Xian and Chu Ji exchanged looks and said in unison, "Why are you dissing us?"
"If other people's houses are small, then they're small. What's it to you?" Saying a little less won't kill you.
Zhou Xian never thought he'd be mocked by Jun Mochan one day for this. He muttered, "I was just stating the truth."
"What if someone said you were small, how would you feel?" Jun Mochan's gaze swept over a certain area deliberately.
"Damn, you're savage!" Zhou Xian cursed.
Chu Ji felt sympathetic.
In the room, Fan Rou didn't know Jun Mochan had stood up for her. She was contemplating whether she could manage on her own.
But with her foot, bathing was bound to be an issue, right?
That Lan Shao seemed useless too; surely she couldn't ask him to help her bathe?
Maybe it was better to let herself just die for now.
