"Don't worry, do you think I'm that type of person? I'll help you destroy the evidence."
Ye Nianbai tried to jump out of bed, but Bo Fengyin kept holding onto him, preventing him from moving.
"Let go of me first."
Bo Fengyin wouldn't let go. Thunder rumbled outside; how could he dare release him? Without holding onto something, Little Fengyin had no sense of security at all.
"What are you trying to do? Are you going to tell Dad?"
"I'm going to get the hairdryer. I've got experience with this kind of thing."
Bo Fengyin still wouldn't let go, so the two got off the bed together, like conjoined twins, and went to the bathroom to find a hairdryer.
Once Ye Nianbai found the hairdryer, he climbed back onto the bed, plugged it in, and started blowing hard on the wet patch, saying as he worked, "Don't be afraid, it will be dry soon. Once it's dry, nobody will find out. I do this often."
Bo Fengyin immediately caught Ye Nianbai's slip of the tongue. "You wet the bed often?"
