C2098 Help Me Keep It a Secret

When they left, Zhang Xingyun closed the door for the little ancestor.

Ling Xiaohan finally let out a sigh of relief. With a frown, she lifted the blanket and looked at the water stains on the bed and pants. She was suspicious. She was almost twenty years old. How could she possibly wet the bed?

This was too unscientific!

But where did this water come from?

Ling Xiaohan couldn't figure it out