The person inside took the item and immediately shut the bathroom door.
The next second, a furious roar came from the bathroom, "Mu Xingfeng——"
Immediately after, the bathroom door was flung open, and An Ran, wrapped in a towel with her wet hair still dripping, ran out barefoot. Her small face was flushed red, whether from the bath or some other reason, looking like a cherry in March.
Mu Xingfeng stood right outside the bathroom door, hands in his pockets, trying to suppress his laughter as he listened to the commotion inside.
Seeing the little girl rush out like that, his shoulders shook with laughter.
An Ran couldn't believe how mischievous this guy was. She had entirely forgotten about that piece of clothing, and he had found it and shamelessly handed it to her to wear.
She had been too careless.
Seeing the culprit with such a gleeful, playful expression, An Ran, who was extremely angry, threw the clothes in her hands right at him.
