When Li Mi stepped out of the bathroom, Jing Ting was pulled from his thoughts, his gaze inevitably drawn to her.
Her long hair was damp, her cheeks flushed a rosy pink against her fair skin, and the fresh scent of soap clung to her.
"Your turn for the shower," she said, her voice crisp and pleasant.
Jing Ting nodded and walked toward her.
As they brushed past each other, she felt her heart hammer
















