"Cough, cough..."
A faint coughing sound came from the bathroom, the voice weak and feeble, tinged with a sense of frailty.
As the sound traveled through the door before him, the man standing outside straightened his back, his jet-black eyes hinting at a trace of dark desire.
"Cough, cough... cough, cough..."
"Ah..."
A sharp scream pierced the air, and before Bao Shaojin could think, he tightened his grip on the door handle, bursting the bathroom door open. With a stern expression, he strode inside.
Misty fog permeated the air, and through the haze, he glimpsed a delicate, porcelain-white body.
The young girl had been rinsing in the bathroom for quite some time, feeling the warmth of the water wash over her, she felt much more comfortable, even the dull ache in her head had lessened.
However, she was still thirsty; she cupped some water in her hands, intending to rinse her mouth, but choked as soon as she held the water in.
She coughed a few times before it eased a bit.
