Xiao Ye is my husband?

Xiao Ye strode towards the bathroom, acting cool and indifferent. After he reached the bathroom, he slammed the door shut with a whoosh, trying to keep her out of the bathroom so that she would not look at him like a monkey in the zoo. And what kind of expression was that? Can't accept?

Leng Yejin felt a little uneasy. He was afraid that she would really think of him as a monster.

Tong Lu pushed the door open easily. She stood there, not knowing what to do.

It was a little difficult for the miniature Leng Yejin to crawl into the bathtub. Tong Lu carried him easily and placed him in the warm water.

It was impossible for him to lie in the bathtub, cross his legs, and read a newspaper to take a bath. He could only stand in the bathtub, not even daring to sit. If he sat, the water would flood his face and he would have to drink a mouthful of bathtub water.