The little guy was fiercely protective of his master, immediately jumping down from the shower switch. Half his body collided with the ceramic tiles on the side—
With a drip, the screen went instantly dark.
Mo Nanjue froze for a moment, then realized the camera must have been knocked out.
What kind of trash quality was this stuff Chen An bought?!
Listening to the sounds inside, he could guess that Tong Ran had probably taken a fall. Anxiety flooded the man's face and, without a second thought, he grabbed his car keys and hurried downstairs.
In the bathroom, Tong Ran struggled for quite a while but couldn't manage to get up. She lay on the ground, feeling as if half her body had gone numb from the fall, her shoulder to her thigh throbbing with a sour pain...
How could she be so unlucky?
Nannan had also not landed lightly; the pet clumsily crawled over from the side, helpless, and began to lick Tong Ran's hand with its little tongue, "Awooo—"
