Jian Qing's mouth hooked at the corners, her gaze casually roaming in the direction of the bathroom, her ears tuned to the gradually diminishing sound of water.
After exchanging a few words with Master Jian, she ended the call.
Recalling that she hadn't brought any clothes earlier, she reached out to grab some from the wardrobe, and as she closed the wardrobe door, the bathroom door opened.
Jian Qing looked up to see a gentleman covered only with a towel, a splendidly muscular body exposed to her view.
Remembering how they almost sparked an intense moment in the bathroom earlier, her cheeks instantly turned red.
"Ahem, are you done?"
She picked up the clothes, her eyes slightly evasive.
"Yes."
His hair was still dripping, and a hint of dissatisfaction graced his handsome face as he walked towards her, leaving a wet footprint behind.
"Well, I'm going to take a bath first."
With that, she held the clothes and quickly bypassed him, rushing towards the bathroom.
