Qin Yin silently looked at the painting, feeling that it looked eerily familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it before.
Unable to resist, she wanted to touch it. Judging from the appearance of the painting, it seemed to be quite old.
As Qin Yin tilted her head to observe the painting, Nan Sichen's cool voice echoed from behind her, "Aren't you going to take a bath? Do you plan to stay up all night?"
The sudden sound startled Qin Yin. She turned to look at Nan Sichen, noticing that he was shirtless, with only a bath towel around his waist. His head and body were still dripping, indicating that he'd just taken a bath.
But it was her first time here. How could he leave her alone and go take a shower? What kind of man was he? He was so strange.
Nan Sichen glanced at her quizzically, then pointed to a room nearby, saying, "There."
He continued to dry himself and headed the room next to the one he pointed for her.
