It must be said that the pose was very charming.
She seemed to always, unintentionally, display her unique beauty, yet she herself was blissfully unaware.
As the bathtub filled with hot water, the bathroom fogged up with steam, shrouding her with a misty, hazy allure from his perspective.
He slightly lifted his chin, his breathing slightly more rugged in the humid bathroom, and walked straight in.
Jiayi finally heard the heavy footsteps approaching and turned around to meet the man's eyes, which were of varying depths.
He had changed into a white bathrobe, loosely open at the wide chest, revealing strong, muscular lines, commanding and majestic by nature.
"Mr. Huo, you came upstairs so quickly..." she stammered.
"It's not that I'm fast, it's that you're too slow," he said bluntly, with a rare hint of tease on his lips.
