Qin Xiang's head was buzzing. 'Can I still get a train ticket if I pack my things and head back to Yangcheng City right now?'
"Jing Qi, I'll walk you back to your room." Qin Mei supported Jie Jingshan as they headed toward her room.
"I'm going to heat up some bathwater," Jie Jingchen said, about to head for the kitchen, but Qin Xiang grabbed him.
"What bathwater?" Qin Xiang gripped Jie Jingchen's wrist tightly. 'You want to ditch me? Dream on.'
"What do you mean, 'what bathwater'? It's bathwater for taking a bath, of course." Jie Jingchen deliberately misinterpreted Qin Xiang's question.
Qin Xiang glared at him, gritting his teeth. "I'm not taking a bath."
"We need to take a bath." Jie Jingchen tried to pull his wrist from Qin Xiang's grasp, but Qin Xiang only squeezed harder, refusing to let go.
