As he was thinking, the sounds came from the bathroom.
Zhang Ye, who was sitting on the bed, raised his head up and saw Zhang Yuanqi in the bathroom. There was no helping it, this was a motel room and the bathroom was separated by a glass door, there was nothing else blocking it.
“Little Zhang.”
“Yeah, what’s the matter?”
“Come here.”
Zhang Ye went into the bathroom.
The Heavenly Queen was fumbling with the curtain in her hands, “How do I pull it down?”
Zhang Ye went over to take a look, it was a drawstring type of curtain to block off the view from the bathroom and the room. But no matter how much he tried to get it to work, it didn’t work. In the end, even the ring broke. He was full of sweat by now, so he stepped on a chair and tinkered with it for a long time before saying, “Uh, this curtain is spoilt, you can’t pull it down anymore.”