"Xiao Bin, what are you doing? It's taking you so long just to wash your hands."
A sense of unprecedented panic surged in his heart. Chen Bin hurriedly threw the stockings into the laundry basket.
He then quickly squeezed his legs together and squatted on the ground.
Zhao Xinmei walked into the bathroom and saw Chen Bin's actions, looking somewhat stunned.
"What are you squatting there for?"
Chen Bin frowned, pretending to be in pain.
"I... My stomach hurts so much."
"What's the matter? Could it be that you ate something bad today?"
Smelling the fragrance coming from Zhao Xinmei's body, Chen Bin only felt the enormous dragon below swell up even more.
He hurriedly replied, "It's fine, you go ahead with the cooking, I'll just use the toilet and be okay."
"Okay then."
She nodded her head and turned back to the kitchen.
She had originally wanted to call Chen Bin to learn how to chop vegetables. Now it seems there was no chance for that.
