When she was a child, her father and mother often told her not to waste things. If she did, she would be a prodigal. She didn't want to be a prodigal.
"But... you are a boy and I am a girl. We are not allowed to bathe together." An Mengmeng said shyly.
"Then are you willing to waste it?"
At this time, An Mengmeng was caught in a tangled psychological war. If they took a bath together, it would be too unfeminine. If they didn't take a bath, they would become a prodigal. There is no benefit to either of them.
Han Zeyu couldn't stand the fact that she was so entangled, so he picked her up by the waist and carried her on his shoulders.
"Ah——! Qingze, what are you doing?" An Mengmeng was frightened by his actions.
"Let me help you decide!" Han Zeyu carried An Mengmeng directly to the bathroom.
An Mengmeng was extremely confused: "But..."
"If you were here, the sky would have been bright for several times, and my whole body would be moldy." Han Zeyu said speechlessly.
"But……"
"Click——." Before An Mengmeng could finish her words, Han Zeyu opened the door.
Because I hadn't turned off the faucet just now, the water in the bathtub overflowed.
Han Zeyu threw An Mengmeng directly into the bathtub.
"Boom——." The water in the bathtub overflowed again when An Mengmeng walked in like this.
Chapter completed!