In the bathroom, Zhou Wang, satisfied, was carefully tidying up his attire.
Compared to Qu Peining, he had a much simpler routine—just a thorough hand wash and... brushing his teeth, transforming back into a clean and tidy young man.
At this point, thirty minutes had passed.
Zhou Wang wiped his hands with a facial towel, then glanced at Qu Peining, who was still leaning against the toilet, dazed.
"Is it that serious? It's been ten minutes and you're not over it yet..."
This remark was something Zhou Wang could only mutter to himself, considering he was also a beneficiary.
Outwardly, Zhou Wang displayed gentleness and patience. After tidying up his clothes, he picked up a piece of Qu Peining's clothing from the floor, squatted down, clasped her slender ankle, ready to help her get dressed.
Qu Peining, who had been motionless, trembled at Zhou Wang's touch, as if waking up from a short-term amnesia.
"You...move away, don't touch me!"
