Qin Xiao slowly pushed open the bathroom door and walked out with brisk steps.
He was bare-chested, with only a white bath towel wrapped around his waist. Damp hair hung casually across his shoulders, and crystal-clear droplets of water slid down the lines of his solid muscles, forming a small puddle on the floor.
He looked as though he had just stepped out of a cloud of mist, radiating a faint, watery vapor, and his mood was as light and breezy as the mist itself.
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