Hao Jian only knew that he was full of youthful energy and vigor, but he didn't expect that just looking at a few photos would make his nose bleed. Damn, that's a bit too much, isn't it?
Thinking this, he suddenly regretted opening Liang Xiaohan's phone, because secretly flipping through someone else's phone to spy on privacy is indeed somewhat unethical. He just wanted to see what Liang Xiaohan had been up to recently, but didn't expect to witness such a scene.
Thankfully, he only glanced a few times, so the nosebleed wasn't too heavy. After holding it back with a tissue, it stopped flowing, and upon removing the tissue, the nosebleed surprisingly ceased.
However, at that moment, the sound of running water from the bathroom suddenly stopped.
In an instant, Hao Jian, holding Liang Xiaohan's phone, became flustered, hurriedly retreated to the phone's homepage, locked the screen, and placed it back on the sofa. It looked just like before, without any hint of difference.
