Hao Jian went to the bathroom with a long face, turned on the tap, and washed his hands clean, then stood in front of Liang Yuwei.
"What do you want!"
Liang Yuwei thought Hao Jian wanted to try again. Earlier, because she had kicked Hao Jian so hard she nearly crippled his... thing, she reluctantly let him try once. If Hao Jian asked her to do it again, she wouldn't hesitate to grab the fruit knife on the coffee table and cut off that thing of his.
Hao Jian was initially going to say it seemed like it wasn't working again, but seeing Liang Yuwei's murderous glare, he was so scared he didn't dare say anything at all.
"It's nothing, it's nothing!" Hao Jian said.
"If it's nothing, then scram!" Liang Yuwei said.
Hao Jian immediately scuttled over to the bed, covered himself with the blanket, looking like he wouldn't let anyone take it from him.
