Jian Xi looked at Nan Mufeng.
Nan Mufeng was helpless, "I say! As an assassin, how can you have no sense of vigilance at all? What if someone peeps?"
"Peep?" Jian Xi immediately thought of Li Qing.
Bold enough to peep at her, Li Qing was the first!
"Hurry up and change your clothes. If you don't want to wear anything, just put on the bathrobe, at least it will cover you more!"
Without waiting for Jian Xi to move on her own, Nan Mufeng had already helped her put on the bathrobe.
Jian Xi pulled the belt of the bathrobe and tied a knot at the waist, while still wrapped in a towel inside, it looked odd.
Nan Mufeng: "..."
She seemed off, was she affected by something? She seemed a bit silly.
"Honey, what are you thinking about?" Nan Mufeng asked cautiously.
"Thinking about the things you said in the bathroom," Jian Xi replied.
Nan Mufeng's heartstrings trembled. Oh no, she was indeed angry!
"Is it after that time, you've never seen Feng Huang and Shen Yu again?"
