Water poured down.
Jiang Chen closed the knob before he shook off the droplets of water on his head, he then walked out of the shower as he grabbed a towel beside him and wiped himself.
It felt much better after the shower as if the all the alcohol and weariness was washed away.
But the faint fragrance in the room put him in an awkward spot physiologically. He thought while he wiped his hair with the towel.
But as he wiped, his hand froze in the air.
[This is... Xia Shiyu's towel?]
Thinking that towel once covered a pure blossoming flower, and countlessly wiped the mists off of the leaves...
He stared at the towel in his hand as Jiang Chen's expression on his face suddenly turned awkward.
But at this time, a blurry, but shaky figure suddenly appeared on the opaque glass in the washroom. Jiang Chen, who realized what happened, was about to stop her before the bathroom door was pushed open first.
Ka.
