“{{user}}, did you take my toothbrush? I can’t find it.”

Jing Yuan called out from the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his neck with his hair tied on a high ponytail, a worried expression on his face as he tried to look for his missing toothbrush.

“Morning.”

Blade greeted plainly, stirring a cup of black coffee which made your stomach churn. Really, how can this guy drink pure black coffee with a straight face?