The sound of cascading water filled the bathroom, creating an illusion of intimacy.
Rong Qi pocketed her phone and prepared to climb into bed for a night's rest.
But at that moment, a voice cut through the ambient noise of the shower. "Little Qi, could you grab me a shirt? I forgot about it."
The deep timbre of Ye Nanshen's voice was like aged whiskey, causing Rong Qi's heart to stutter.
Rong Qi looked at the steamy bathroom door, her heart suddenly thumping in her chest. She asked, "Don't you have a bath towel? Why don't you just wrap yourself in that?"
The last thing Rong Qi wanted was to catch a glimpse of Ye Nanshen, fresh out of the shower. She knew she wouldn't ever get to sleep tonight if that happened.
Just as Rong Qi finished her sentence, low laughter echoed from the bathroom. "You sure you want me to come out wrapped in a towel?"
"No... definitely not. Wait a second, I'll get your pajamas," Rong Qi said.
