"Hmph, to think that she's colluding with grandma and wouldn't tell me all this way, it's infuriating."
"Don't want to talk, huh? Fine, just you wait."
Just then, a faint jasmine fragrance wafted from the bathroom.
Tang Xiaowan stood at the slightly ajar door, carefully peeking inside, and found Leng Lingxiao already soaking in the bathtub, eyes closed, meditating. She tiptoed towards the walk-in closet.
Ten or so minutes later, Leng Lingxiao came out of the bathroom, but his Little Wife was nowhere to be seen.
Hearing noises, he knew she was in the walk-in closet.
"Tangtang, what are you doing?"
"I'm picking out clothes to wear tomorrow, you go to sleep first, I'll be there in a bit," Tang Xiaowan poked her head out, replying with a smile.
Leng Lingxiao: "..."
Without you... how can I possibly sleep!
Coaxing me to take a bath... and now after the bath... flipping through clothes... deliberately delaying?
What is this rascal up to?
