Chương 1190: Could It Be Forgotten? Hopefully

She looked at herself in the mirror, but she couldn't stand what she saw and turned away, washing her face with cold water instead.

After she'd washed her face a few times, the heat on her face finally dropped.

"Shen Zhiyi, look at what stupid thing you have done!" she mumbled to herself.

She couldn't wait to give herself a slap.

When Shen Zhiyi came out again, she had already put on her breast binder.

Tang Chen was sitting on the bed, smoking. His naked upper body had a smooth waistline and defined muscles.

He turned around and gave a tsk. "Those are two fine rabbits but you just have to crush them. You're abusing animals here."

Upon her hearing this, a wave of heat rushed straight to Shen Zhiyi's brain.

She picked up the shirt that had fallen to the ground and threw it at Tang Chen. "The next time you're drunk, even if you drop into the river, I won't carry you back again. You're returning kindness with ingratitude!"