Emma's head was forcibly pushed back.
After a short while, Emma finished washing up and emerged wrapped in just a towel rather than the prepared robe.
"Lu Yang, I can't find my phone, can you call it for me?" Emma knocked on Lu Yang's door.
Lu Yang cautiously opened the door, seeing Emma's fragrant shoulder half-exposed with only a towel, he immediately knew she was up to some trick again.
"Okay, wait a moment." Lu Yang went to get his phone.
Who would have thought Emma would follow him directly into his room?
"Oh no!" Emma exclaimed dramatically, and then the towel slipped off.
In the next instant, Lu Yang quickly threw a quilt towards Emma and rushed over to wrap her tightly in the blanket.
"Ah, this..." Emma was dumbfounded.
Damn!
He can throw so accurately even with his back turned?
Lu Yang smiled slightly; you probably don't know my visual acuity is up to ninety-nine!
