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"Senior Sister Jiang, it's me."
Zhou Wang knocked on the door as he spoke.
"…Wait a minute!"
There was a moment of silence inside the room, followed by a series of noises. After a full ten minutes, right when Zhou Wang was starting to get a little impatient, the door finally opened.
Zhou Wang walked in, and Jiang Mo stood further back in the hallway.
Watching her closely, Zhou Wang, who had learned to observe details, instantly understood why it took Jiang Mo so long to answer the door.
Her hair was obviously freshly tied up, with a few strands still carrying traces of mist. Although she had no makeup on, her slightly pink lips bore a noticeable glossy sheen, and paired with the few droplets on her snowy neck that hadn't been dried—
She had taken these few minutes to quickly freshen up and even applied lip gloss.
