Su Xiang left Song Luli in the bedroom, walking down the hall.
Unreserved, she entered the unlocked bathroom and found Su Chen brushing his teeth in front of the mirror, shirtless.
"Oh! Sorry," she said, backing away. Su Chen stopped her from closing the door, towering her at the threshold. He had tired-worn eyes from his long journey; his black hair tumbled over his long lashes. If she had to describe him, it would be handsome. Yes, she could call anyone handsome, and Su Chen was that.
He stepped back to spit and rinse his mouth. He then nodded at her to come in. Su Xiang walked in, and she said, "I have to use the toilet." Su Chen nodded and left.
He must have thought that she needed to wash her face. Before, she would do that next to him, since the bathroom had double sinks. But that was a habit from years ago.
