"Dan Hanjie?" Qin Youxuan called out twice. With no response, she opened the door wider in confusion.
"Ah--"
Before she even stepped out of the bathroom, she spotted the tall figure leaning against the bathroom door out of the corner of her eye. She was so startled she stumbled back and directly crashed into the marble washstand.
In a flash, the usually indifferent Dan Hanjie's eyes lit up. He stretched out his hand quickly and caught her wrist.
With a tug, he pulled Qin Youxuan, who was falling backward, into his arms, swinging her around gracefully into his embrace.
"Are you okay?"
In the shuffle, Qin Youxuan's bath towel had nobly fallen to the ground and was now under Dan Hanjie's foot…
Ignoring the bravely sacrificed towel, he took the opportunity to appreciate the "scenic view" in front of him.
