"Uncle, that..." Su Yuan finally realized that her clothes were still hanging in the bathroom. As soon as she saw Mo Ting standing there, she immediately rushed in, rolled up her clothes and threw them into the laundry basket. Her face was red as she looked at Mo Ting guiltily.
Mo Ting looked away without a sound, as though he hadn't seen a thing from the moment he stepped in.
"I found it. Go out and dry your hair." Mo Ting found the hairdryer in the mirror cabinet and waved it at Su Yuan.
Su Yuan met the man's gaze, bit her lip, and didn't move. Did this person see it or not?
"What's wrong? Do you want to brag here?" The man suddenly laughed.
Su Yuan's heart started to beat faster when he looked at her. Just as she was about to say something, the man suddenly leaned over and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Baby Yuan, uncle bought this for you...is the size suitable?"
