He stubbed out the cigarette, tossed the butt down the stairs, then leisurely walked to the bathroom door, ruffled his hair, and leaned lazily against the doorframe, asking, "What's wrong?"
"You still ask what's wrong!" Ye Qingxin was nearly bursting with anger; she grabbed a not-so-large towel to wrap her exposed body, pointed at the showerhead with water gushing out, "Why is this water cold? Jiang Yixiu, why did you bring me to your place? Can't we go to a hotel?"
After saying this, she amusingly wiped the water from her face as if she had never been treated like this, her demeanor very spoiled--
Yet this spoiled demeanor inexplicably made Jiang Yixiu feel she was cute. He smiled and said, "Don't be ungrateful; you are the first woman I've brought back."
Ye Qingxin had a look as if to say "go to hell," immediately walked out, and as she brushed past the man, didn't forget to step on him hard with her wet foot.
