Chu Qing noticed Chen Huahua's clothes. Probably because she had just woken up, Chen Huahua was only wearing a huge, white overshirt. Through the shirt, one could clearly see the black bra inside.
"Ahem, um, do you have water?"
Chu Qing suddenly felt his mouth dry and couldn't help but ask.
"Oh, I do."
Chen Huahua opened the fridge. As a homebody, she couldn't even be bothered to buy a water dispenser. So every time, she would ask the supermarket salesperson downstairs to bring water up. At most, she would just spend more money.
"Where's the water…"
Chen Huahua bent down and looked for mineral water in the fridge. Her fridge was also in a mess. She had bought many vegetables at some point in time, but fortunately, they were not rotten in the fridge.
With her back facing Chu Qing, Chen Huahua bent down, revealing the scenery under her shirt.