Mu Yiliang couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"No, definitely not!" She hugged him with a serious expression, "Maybe the baby is disgusted with you... Anyway, it has nothing to do with me!"
But these words didn't comfort the certain man with unfulfilled desires and a wounded ego; instead, they made him even more depressed!
He seemed to use a great amount of effort to calm himself down, his face showing the suppression of an impending storm.
The man grabbed the towel from Mu Yiliang's hands, seriously wiped her hands, then took off his jacket and headed to the bathroom.
Mu Yiliang was curious for a moment: "What are you doing?"
"...Taking a cold shower!" he snapped back as he threw out his words.
Mu Yiliang was stunned for a moment, then covered her face and laughed muffledly.
