Pei Qingsheng watched, a smile playing on his lips, as she stripped off her clothes, piece by piece. She then hugged herself, turning to face the wall as if in penance, desperate to bury her head into the cold tiles. Her long black hair cascaded down her back, a stark, eye-catching contrast against her pale skin. “Pants.” Jiang Lan’s back stiffened. Her fingers dug into her own arms, the knuckles