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Mu Xiaoxiao felt uncomfortable no matter how she thought about it. She was especially bothered by it and suddenly felt like dragging Yin Shaojie over for a thorough explanation.

If he dared to say that he had even a hint of feelings for An Zhixin…

Mu Xiaoxiao's face suddenly turned severe.

Then she wouldn't want him anymore.

Mu Xiaoxiao jumped down from the sofa, and her naked feet sank into the soft rug below.

Heck him, she was going to take a bath now.

If Yin Shaojie felt that he cared enough about her, he would naturally think about how to explain things to her. Why should she be frustrated over this?

After Mu Xiaoxiao pushed those questions to the back of her mind as per habit, she entered the bathroom to take a bath.

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Mu Xiaoxiao soaked in the gigantic bathtub. She grabbed a handful of bubbles and blew them, laughing as she did.

To every girl, something like a bubble bath couldn't be undesired, right?