He Juan finished his shower in record time, stepping out with warm mist still clinging to his form and long hair dripping wet.
Pushing open the door to the master bedroom, he was greeted by the sight of Mu Yuze lounging comfortably on his stomach atop the bed, a few documents spread around him which he was perusing seriously.
The main light in the room remained off and the curtains were tightly drawn, allowing only the faint glow from the night lamp to cast a golden hue over his form. Clad in a simple oversized shirt and black shorts, Mu Yuze's long and slender legs swung back and forth absentmindedly. So absorbed in the papers, he did not even notice He Juan's presence, causing the corner of his lips to twitch into a smile.
