Zhong Li took off the apron and casually placed it on the chair, then returned to the bedroom.
Closing the door, Zhong Li raised her hand to rub her temples, dragging her weary body to the bathroom.
After showering, Zhong Li wrapped herself in a towel. Whether it was because she was too tired, her foot slipped, causing her to fall directly on the ground, and she cried out in pain.
Outside, Gu Nanxi had just finished his noodles and was about to leave. Hearing the noise, he ran in without thinking, "Are you hurt?"
"Get out quickly," Zhong Li awkwardly clutched the now disheveled towel.
Gu Nanxi was only worried about whether she was hurt and didn't heed Zhong Li's words. He went over and bent down to lift her horizontally, "Do you feel pain anywhere?"
"No... I'm fine, please put me down, I can walk myself."
The towel on Zhong Li's body was short and barely covered her modesty, while freshly washed hair was still dripping water.
