Tangyu sat on the bed, enjoying this visual feast. Sometimes, haziness is a form of beauty, and those clear outlines had enough charm for limitless imagination. Listening to the splashing water inside, he peered through the glass to watch Lin Feifei taking a bath.
This repeated visual impact gave rise to a strong thought in his heart, how wonderful it would be if he could join her for a bath.
However, Tangyu had his own principles – such thoughts were at most just daydreams and not something he would actually do.
The speed at which girls bathe has always been a frustrating matter for boys – it's just a bath, isn't it? Some girls could take up to an hour or two, with the quickest still needing half an hour. He couldn't understand why; did they need to wash themselves a hundred times over? Why did it take so long?
