Ye Fan returned to the twenty-second floor. As soon as he opened the door and entered the room, he saw Wu Ding wearing only a bathrobe. From the bag on her shoulder, it was evident she was wearing underwear underneath, but even her snow-white neck was exposed.
"Junior Brother, you're really bad, telling me to just wear a bath towel. How small is that towel? It covers the body but not the arms. Are you trying to cause me to falter?"
For someone like Wu Ding, with traditional values, showing even just an arm is considered a loss of virtue, let alone showing the legs, feet, and below the neck.
Ye Fan smiled wryly, "Senior Sister, take your clothes back and put them on. After dawn, I'll take Zhao Jun to meet my family. You can wait at the hotel."
"Junior Brother, you're trying to dismiss us just like that?" Wu Ding was not satisfied with Ye Fan's attitude. "Punish you to go and run a bath for me. I don't know how to use that thing, as the host, you should do something, right?"
