Su Muxiao was completely stunned.
However, Bai Zheng was the first to react. She pounced in front of Su Muxiao and wiped off the water droplets on her clothes with her sleeves: "Is cousin alright? It's all Zheng's fault, Zheng was very clumsy, it's all Zheng's fault! "
"You!" The apologetic and uneasy look on Su Muxiao's face was instantly torn apart, and she shouted angrily: "You did it on purpose!"
Bai Zheng looked up blankly: "Cousin, what are you saying? Ah-choo! "
It was spring, cold weather, and the north wind was blowing. Bai Zheng and Su Muxiao who had their skirts drenched felt a chill on their body at the same time.
Madame Lin asked anxiously: "Is Zheng cold?"
Bai Di stood up, a look of anger flashed past her eyes. She and Feng Jingyang looked at each other.