Startled, everyone looked up.
Looking closely, Jian Ai's seat was empty.
The warm water flowed down Jian Ai's smooth skin, and the coldness in her body because of the jump gradually subsided.
Under the shower, Jian Ai raised her head and let the water slap her face. Her chaotic emotions finally slowed down.
Although she had the mental cultivation techniques to protect her body, Jian Ai couldn't help but feel a bit scared when she thought of what had just happened.
Fortunately, she was just more scared than hurt. However, Jian Ai's emotions were a bit complicated when she thought of the unconscious Lin Yi.
After washing away her fatigue, Jian Ai dried her body and looked at the phone she had specially brought out. She walked forward and picked it up, but she could not use the phone because it had been drenched in water.
At this time, no matter how expensive a mobile phone was, it had no waterproof function.
