Morning.
He Qimo woke up from a deep sleep, feeling quite unhappy due to days of gloom.
He had just finished looking at some PR handling reports sent by Liang Xi.
And also the slowly changing trends in their circle.
He rubbed his temples, got out of bed, and walked into the bathroom.
Only when he pushed the door open and saw the mess inside, did he remember what happened last night.
He quickly walked to the bathtub.
He looked at Shen Jian妮, who was sleeping sprawled out like a flipped-over turtle with one long leg hanging over the edge of the tub.
He coldly twitched his lips.
He also glanced at the open shower faucet on the floor tiles, not knowing how much water had run overnight. Although the drainage system was good, a thin layer had accumulated, soaking his slippers completely.
He pressed his thin lips coldly together.
At that moment, he grabbed the shower and turned it off, then yanked Shen Jian妮 out of the bathtub.
"Shen Jian妮, get up."
