Brought to Tears by Anger
She was utterly unconvinced.
Clearly, Shen Wuxiao had started it, yet he had washed his hands clean of it.
"I was only telling the truth!" Shen Wuxiao pursed his lips.
"Then you should consider other people's feelings too, shouldn't you?" Xia Zhizhi stubbornly retorted.
Shen Wuxiao rolled his eyes at her and clicked his tongue. "Now you're getting worked up, huh?"
"I'm starting to wonder if soaking in the bath last night muddled your brain. Why are you refusing to let this go?"
"Y-you... how did you know I took a bath last night?" Xia Zhizhi cried out in shock.
But the moment the words left her mouth, she realized she should not have said them, and her whole face flushed red.
Shen Wuxiao froze for a moment, then laughed. "I just said it casually!"
"What, did you really take a bath last night? When you bathed, you must've taken all your clothes off, right? Tsk tsk tsk, such fair skin, ah!"
As he spoke, his gaze traveled up and down her body.
Xia Zhizhi felt certain he was thinking about something filthy while looking at her.
She trembled all over in embarrassment and snapped, "I didn't take my clothes off!"
"Huh?" Shen Wuxiao gave a wry smile. "You took a bath without taking off your clothes? That's really something I've never heard before!"
"What kind of habit is that? Bathing with your clothes on—were you afraid the water was too cold? Or were you washing your clothes while you were at it?"
Xia Zhizhi truly could not endure it anymore.
What exactly had he come here for? Why did he keep bullying her?
She could not hit him, only curse him, but she could not out-argue him either.
She felt so wronged.
She wanted