Ye Xiong had been worried that Tang Ning would tattle to Yang Xinyi, but when he got back to the room, he saw that she didn't seem any different. Apparently, she was too embarrassed to bring it up.
After all, it would be quite humiliating for her.
"Honey, I'm going to take a shower."
Ye Xiong came out of his room with his clothes and headed toward Yang Xinyi's room to use the bathroom.
"Stop right there."
"What's wrong?"
"Don't you dare use my bathtub. Don't touch any of my things. And especially don't do anything disgusting in there," Yang Xinyi warned.
"What counts as disgusting? Does taking a dump count?" Ye Xiong asked.
"You…" Yang Xinyi was practically fuming.
Ten minutes later, Ye Xiong emerged from the bathroom dressed in his pajamas and flopped down onto the bed.
"Get up. You're sleeping on the floor."
Yang Xinyi pointed commandingly at a blanket that had already been spread out on the floor.
