C157 Makeup

Lou Jiu'er's heart was struck hard. She pursed her lips and asked, "Where's the towel?"

"You don't have a towel. We use the same one," Soong Hexi said indifferently.

Lou Jiu'er opened her mouth in shock.

When she had lived here before, it had always been the maid or he who had brought her toiletries to her room to wash her face and rinse her mouth. She had never known they used the same..