Jiang City entered the night, neon lights intertwined, the evening lights just rising.
Shi Su had just stepped through the door and abruptly bumped into the man who had just co out of the master bedroom, freshly showered. He hadn’t expected her to be back so soon after dark today, so he didn’t deliberately avoid her.
Jing Jihan casually wiped his dripping ink-black short hair, water droplet slid down his face, passed the smooth jawline, and slowly disappeared below...
Shi Su stood at the door as if struck by lightning.
During this ti, to avoid the awkwardness and discomfort of being alone with unfamiliar n, he usually showered when she wasn’t ho, or after she and Mianmian had gone to bed, he would quickly wash in her bathroom. Indeed, she had never caught him like this before.
Shi Su instinctively wanted to turn around and leave, but after a second thought, she realized this was her own ho!
She stared unblinkingly at the man who had stopped wiping his hair, and suddenly, inexplicably, felt a little dry-mouthed.
Ji Han has a good figure.
This wasn’t sothing Shi Su just realized.
He was so severely injured that he was comatose for several days. She discovered this when she was helping him clean and change dicine.
The man’s entire body had smooth, perfect muscle lines, not overly muscular. A bit more would be too much, a bit less would be too thin. Clothes hung lean, naked he was impressive; he was just right.
Jing Jihan saw her standing dumbly at the door, not running away, nor avoiding eye contact. He picked up the towel again and wiped his dark hair, his voice deep, "Weren’t you supposed to have a night shoot, back so early."
Shi Su still stood there motionless, wanting to avert her gaze from the man but sohow couldn’t, she never thought of herself as soone lustful, though this man’s physique...indeed quite...
Jing Jihan waited for her to speak, but after a while, he heard nothing.
He looked up at her, Shi Su was staring at him with blushing ears.
Jing Jihan paused, put down the towel, took the clothes off the back of the sofa and wore them, then glanced at her again.
Shi Su changed her shoes and walked in, her gaze wandering, "Why do you co out of the bedroom without clothes after a shower?"
Walking closer, she slled the man’s fresh shower gel scent; since he had just bathed, the sll of disinfectant and wound ointnt on him had diminished a lot.
"Thought you wouldn’t co back at this ti." Jing Jihan said calmly.
Now that he was dressed, Shi Su raised her eyes to look at him, wanted to comnt that the bruises on him had faded a lot, seed to have recovered well. But as she locked eyes with the man’s calm and composed gaze directed at her, she suddenly changed her tune, "I noticed that the n’s shower gel I bought actually slls quite nice."
Jing Jihan: "..."
"What scent is it? I didn’t check carefully when I bought it, only noticed it was on sale at the supermarket."
Jing Jihan put down the towel he was holding, glanced at her, his tone emotionless, "Can’t sll it?"
"From this distance, my nose isn’t that keen."
Shi Su casually said as she sat down on the sofa, held her chin with one hand, feeling thirsty but not wanting to drink water, really afraid of catching a cold at the film set today; drank too much hot tea, now feeling a bit allergic to water.
Jing Jihan was initially heading back to the master bedroom, but shifted direction the mont Shi Su finished her sentence, walking towards the sofa.
Suddenly seeing the man standing right in front of her, Shi Su hurriedly tried to scoot back into the sofa, "Why are you suddenly so close..."
Jing Jihan looked down at her, saying lightly, "Can you sll it now?"
"..."
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