When Anran finished taking a shower and came out wearing his white shirt, Su Yicheng was standing in front of the bookshelf and reading a book. When he heard the bathroom door open, he turned his head, then saw Anran wearing his white shirt, which showed off her slender and shapely legs, her face still flushed from the heat. Su Yicheng couldn't help but stare with a stupefied expression on his face. He had once heard that women were the sexiest when they were wearing men's white shirts, and now he had his own personal experience to confirm that it wasn't just a rumor. It was indeed true.
Anran felt somewhat bashful from being stared at, but she dared not make eye contact with him and merely said, "I'm done. You can take a shower now." Then, she hopped onto the bed, pulled the quilted covers over herself, then wrapped herself tightly in them, only allowing a pair of flashing eyes to peek out from the covers.
