Outdoor hot spring.
Mo Chen, shirtless, leaned against the edge, with the mist swirling around him as the hot spring water submerged his chest muscles.
There was also a bottle of whiskey on the huge rock by the shore, only half-full now.
The man's dark eyes had a hint of haziness, clearly a bit intoxicated.
Suddenly, footsteps came from behind.
He turned to look.
Qiao Ruoxin, wrapped in a white towel, approached, her long hair casually tied up into a somewhat messy bun, a few stray locks falling onto her shoulders, exuding a bit of subtle sexiness.
She slowly approached the hot spring and leaned in a spot quite far from Mo Chen.
The man squinted slightly, watching her delicate and pretty face, "Come over here, why stay so far away?"
Qiao Ruoxin then moved a few centimeters closer in that direction.
He laughed in disdain, finding it somewhat ridiculous, "Closer."
"Is it necessary to be so close just to soak in the hot spring?" she blinked innocently.
