Wetting The Bed?
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
That night she fell asleep very late, and when she woke up the next day, it was already 8:30 a.m.
Chen Jiahang knocked at the door outside for a long time.
"Bang, bang, bang", the sound was quite loud.
Unable to speak, he could only knock at the door.
This time, he looked quite nervous, face red and his forehead sweating a little.
He heard others saying that some of the newly bought wives, out of fear and unwillingness, would hang themselves and commit suicide.
He was now worried about that right now.
"Bang, bang, bang", he knocked hard at the door again, his palms sweating all over.
Seeing the door still closed, he lifted his foot directly, ready to kick open the wooden door. However, at this moment, the sound of footsteps finally came from the room, and then the door opened with a "squeak".
He Xiyan stood at the door. She looked at the sweaty man with doubts in her eyes.