She curiously looked at the decorations here, the furnishings.
The walls had no posters or portraits of him.
There hung a wooden guitar on one side.
On another side were gifts from fans.
Clean and tidy, it was like the home of a simple college student.
It was just that the space was indeed very large.
Pei Jinxi must have been very busy and rarely able to stay home for long, so it seemed somewhat empty.
The last idol's room she had visited was Zhou Mubai's at her own home.
He came up from behind, close to her back, his hands firmly on her shoulders.
She was startled, "What are you doing?"
"Do you want to take a bath? There's a bathroom over here that you can use as you wish; I've put your stuff here."
A bath?
She swallowed, her gaze drifting to the clothes behind him.
To... take a bath?...
She had never taken a bath at someone else's home before...
He then walked in with a laugh.
Qianli took a deep breath, looked down at herself, and then glanced at the clothes.
