He wore a short, blue tunic and a white robe. Though made of cloth, it was neatly arranged and looked refreshingly clean. Beads of sweat had already gathered on his forehead, and his face flushed red.,The next moment, the person in front of him let out another cry of surprise and abruptly crouched down, pushing the object back into the bathtub.,"You dirty scoundrel! You, you rascal!" Su Changqing's tears were welling up. "Get out! Get out now!"。