Her mood had improved somewhat, and Shen Chi was considerate, so she didn't hold it against him as much.
As an ordinary married couple, bumps and scratches were inevitable; if they took every argument seriously, life would be unbearable.
Shen Chi supported her all the way to the bathroom, which was close by, but it still took them quite a while to get there.
"Stand here, don't move, be careful of the slippery floor," Shen Chi let go of her hand.
"I won't move around."
Xu Chaomu leaned against the wall, silently watching him.
Shen Chi went in to adjust the water temperature for her, and when he found the perfect warmth, he started filling the bathtub with hot water.
Xu Chaomu squinted at him, and gradually, a thin mist began to fill the bathroom.
His bathroom had a minimalist style, unlike her room, which was decorated in a fresh, youthful, girlish manner.