Shen Yufeng retreated to the bathroom to change his clothes, and An Xiaoyu stood at the door, saying, "Shen Yufeng, you clearly have your own home, so why insist on squatti
ng here without leaving?"
"I just got a successful marriage proposal today, and it's not even midnight yet and I'm already being kicked out—how would that look to others?"
An Xiaoyu really felt like banging her head against the wall.
"Shen Yufeng, that's enough, you know? Do you realize that your behavior is downright ruffian-like!"
At this moment, the bathroom door slid open, and Shen Yufeng walked out from inside.
Right now, he was dressed in silk pajamas, looking smooth and of fine quality.
An Xiaoyu felt too embarrassed to look at him, awkwardly averting her gaze.
The look in Shen Yufeng's eyes grew even more profound.
"You've just seen me naked, so tell me, who is the real ruffian here?"
"I did not! You're clearly slandering me!"
