Shi Nian froze and for a while, she didn't know where to put her hands and legs, as well as where she had to look and where she had to avoid.
Jiang Jinyan rose from the bed and leisurely walked behind the folding screen. The rustle of clothes being unshed layer by layer was especially loud in the silent room, the dim candle reflected his tone and muscled silhouette, unveiling each and every movement of his, followed by the splashing sound of water.
The girl chose to close her eyes.
"What are you doing, standing there like a fool?" There was mirth in his tone.
Shi Nian realized that he was teasing her. Hardening herself in anger, she stomped forward past the folding screen and regretted it the very next second. Jiang Jinyan was soaking in the bathtub, his wide shoulder above the water, the mist made his face vague, however it made him look more depraved rather than standing there naked.
