Zhou Yingnan finished taking a shower, and meanwhile, upgraded Yang Fan's name. Boss Yang directly became bastard Yang.
God knows what kind of emotional journey she went through in this more than an hour of slow scrubbing.
"Here it is!"
Yang Fan smiled silently and sat up from the rooftop.
"What are you doing on the rooftop?" Zhou Yingnan stood in the courtyard, looking up at Yang Fan with a thoroughly speechless expression.
"The environment here is nice." Yang Fan casually said.
Zhou Yingnan took a deep breath angrily and climbed up from the ladder.
"Bastard Yang, is there something wrong with your brain? Can't do it in the bedroom, but the woodshed, kitchen are all okay, right? Doing it here, can you really make it work?" she scolded helplessly.
Yang Fan chuckled, "Calm down, I'm just joking with you. The view here is good; I can see on three sides. I'm here to keep an eye on that ghostly thing."
