"Why are you here?" His voice was somewhat hoarse, and although surprised to see Gu Lan, he didn't show much emotion.
"Brother Hang, coming to the Magpie Workshop and eating alone behind my back is not very friendly." Gu Lan quickly steadied her mind, curved her lips and smiled.
Rong Heng was momentarily stunned, as if just realizing the situation.
As his gaze moved, he saw a woman standing up from the wooden tub, his expression changed suddenly, and he coldly shouted, "Nian Xia, are you crazy?"
As he spoke, he moved his palm slightly, grabbed the quilt from behind him, and vigorously threw it up. The quilt soared into the air and landed on the woman's shoulders with a "thud," pressing her back into the tub.
"Rong Heng, you hurt me!"
The woman poked her wet head out of the tub, her body wrapped in the quilt, her voice soft and sultry, her face flushed.
