Plus, she was the only one living there. So, she pretty much did as she pleased – if she wanted to put a towel in there, she put a towel in.
When she didn't feel like it, she didn't.
"Oh, okay! Coming," Li Xingwan got out of bed. She took a clean, unused towel out of her private cabinet and walked toward the bathroom door.
Fu Chengzhou's arm emerged from inside, catching the towel.
The moment his fingers grasped it, Li Xingwan's heart squeezed. She had never seen such strong yet attractive hands.
The knuckles were well-defined, and his grip revealed his strength.
Further up was his sturdy arm, spotted with droplets of water that rolled down to meet the cold Buddha Beads and dropped off.
That image was simply indescribable.
Li Xingwan stood there, dazed. It had an effect on her, truly it did. Oh heavens, she was really affected!!
It was only when the bathroom door closed again that Li Xingwan snapped out of it. She turned back and wiped, finding her nose smeared with blood.
