At the sound, Han Jingnian glanced towards the bed.
The girl was wearing a milky white nightgown, leaning against the head of the bed without covering herself with the quilt.
Her long slender legs were intertwined on the grey bed sheets, appearing exceptionally delicate. Her sitting posture wasn't exactly elegant. He instinctively looked away and went into the bathroom.
After exiting the shower, Han Jingnian instinctively glanced at the bed again.
The girl had turned around, lying on the bed immersed in her phone, her fingertips rapidly tapping on the keypad.
Recalling that he had spotted a newly opened packet of sanitary pads next to the toilet while showering, he abruptly diverted his gaze to diffuse his hair.
His hair was short, and it only took a few moments to dry. After putting down the hairdryer, he spied on her through the vanity mirror before him.
His gaze deepened, the fingers gripping the hairdryer unknowingly exerted more pressure without her noticing.
