Tianxin felt as if a deer were thumping around in her heart.
The bathroom wall was made of transparent glass!!
Wouldn't that mean you could see...
Chen Yiran's...
Tianxin, with her fair and delicate hands, covered her burning cheeks, not daring to think any further.
Chen Yiran crouched in front of his suitcase, rummaged for a while, picked out the clean clothes to change into, and stood up. As he raised his head, he saw Tianxin's soft pink face, as red as a monkey's butt.
There was a glimmer of doubt in his eyes: "Tianxin, what's happened? Why is your face so red?"
"Nothing... Really nothing..." Tianxin lifted her head. Her moist eyes stared at Chen Yiran in a shirt and trousers, and felt as if she had suddenly acquired X-ray vision and could see through his clothes to... ahem... the essentials...
My god... the more she looked, the faster her heart seemed to beat...
Tianxin, a little shy, lowered her head for fear that her nose would start bleeding if she kept looking.
