Wang Dahai's mouth was full of toothpaste foam as he faced Zhou Qian's invitation. He lost his senses for a moment and stood frozen in place, like a statue.
Zhou Qian stood still, her gaze calmly fixed on him.
Despite being completely naked, she carried herself openly, without a hint of discomfort or shyness.
It was as if she was having a simple conversation with a friend.
This momentarily gave Wang Dahai a cognitive illusion, as if Zhou Qian inviting him to the restroom was about discussing some serious matter.
Suddenly, he came to his senses and swallowed the toothpaste foam; a coolness washed over his throat.
"You..."
However, before he could ask anything, Zhou Qian had already turned back and walked under the shower.
She slightly tilted her head back and closed her eyes, as the warm water sprinkled on her cheeks and flowed down her chin.
The water formed a transparent layer over her body, sacred yet sensual.
