Feng Xi felt like she was inside a lion's den from which escape was impossible. The see-through shower room was something, she couldn't even imagine, even though she had already once been intimate with Yu Han.
Yu Han looked at the tiny remote beside her and grabbed it. "Your wild imagination won't be fulfilled, Feifei," he said, showing her the remote.
A wave of puzzlement washed over Feng Xi as Yu Han subtly shifted his stance and pressed a button on the remote. In an instant, the transparent walls of the shower room changed, taking on a milky white hue.
Her eyes widened to witness that change. The shower room wasn't transparent. It dawned on her that Yu Han was merely playing a prank on her.
As he swiveled towards her, she lightly punched his shoulder, a playful reprimand for his jest. "How dare you tease me like this? Please, put on your t-shirt," she murmured, deliberately shifting her gaze away from him.
