"Though the model has temporarily shrunk, its functions haven't been discounted at all," Wu Heng said with a smile.
The four women who had just been teasing him cautiously glanced at the "Mini Bamboo Shoot," then quickly looked away.
Three of them were flushed bright red, while Philippa slapped her thigh and burst into laughter. "Mini Bamboo Shoot, you're a naming genius..."
"Isn't your reaction a little too exaggerated?" Wu Heng asked helplessly.
Philippa continued, "It was already small, and you still wanted the four of us to share it?"
Minnie blushed and said, "How about we go outside first and let Deacon Shiraque wash you?"
"No, no!" Shiraque immediately waved her hands. "Why are we even talking about this? You've made the atmosphere all weird."
Wu Heng stopped joking as well. "Alright! You go out first. I'll clean myself up and come out too."
"Fine! We won't disturb you," Shi Yali said with a smile.
With that, the four women left together. Only Philippa was still muttering, "Mini Bamboo Shoot... I didn't even get it at first..."
Shi Yali said, "Stop talking~! Wu Heng might get angry later."
"He came up with it himself. What's there to be angry about?"
After the four women left, the bathroom finally fell silent again.
Wu Heng soaked for another two minutes before getting out of the bathtub.
He went into the dressing room and changed clothes, but when he picked up the outfit Minnie had prepared, his brow furrowed again.
It was a set of clothes with cartoon patterns on the chest.
"Minnie's learning bad habits too. When I get the chance, I'll let you have a taste of the Mini Bamboo Shoot."
After getting dressed, he opened the door and walked out.
In the lavishly decorated dining room, soft lighting