Bag.
Long dress.
Sweater.
High heels.
Dong Xuebin bent over with difficulty and crawled under the bed, pulling them out one by one and tossing them onto the bed before finally standing up.
"There."
"...Mm."
"Just 'mm'?"
"Do I need to thank you?"
"Fine, guess I'm just unlucky today."
Dong Xuebin sat down on the bed as well, rubbing his aching waist and shoulders. He was exhausted too after all that rubbing. Dragging Fang Wenping out from under the bed had taken every ounce of strength he had. Between her not-so-slim weight and how tightly she had been wedged under the bed, he had nearly thrown out his back. Now, whenever he moved his waist, it crackled, and his whole body felt terrible.
Yet Fang Wenping did not even look at him. She tightened the bath towel around herself, though it could not cover her two thighs wrapped in tattered black stockings. She seemingly did not care either, even crossing one leg over the other in front of Dong Xuebin. Reaching out, she picked up the phone whose battery she had removed, clicked the battery back in, and turned it on. But the moment the startup music ended, a call came in.
Ring, ring, ring!
Fang Wenping turned her head. "Don't say anything!"
"Got it!" Dong Xuebin grunted.
Fang Wenping answered it. "Hello, Xiao Ling."
Sure enough, it was Fang Shuiling calling. The volume was so loud that Dong Xuebin could hear Fang Shuiling's delighted voice from where he sat beside her.
"Auntie! You finally answered!" Fang Shuiling said.
Fang Wenping murmured, "I just woke up. What is it? Did you need something from your aunt?"
"It's nothing. I was just worried about you. Why didn't anyone answer your phone earlier? Were you asleep and didn't hear it? But then