Qin Xiao slowly pushed open the bathroom door, still radiating the residual warmth and fresh fragrance of a recent shower. In his right hand, he held a soft white towel, gently drying his damp, jet-black hair. Each stroke of the towel was so tender, as if he were afraid of hurting himself. His movements were calm and graceful, unhurried, exuding a distinct sense of leisure and ease. His deep, pool-like eyes casually scanned everything inside the room. When his gaze inadvertently fell upon Matsumoto Sayuri sitting at the edge of the bed, the corners of his lips naturally curved upward into a charming smile. Then, with footsteps as light and quiet as a cat's, he walked slowly toward her.
At that moment, Matsumoto Sayuri was completely absorbed in the wondrous Sekai depicted in the book she was holding, entirely oblivious to her surroundings. It was not until she felt a warm presence gradually drawing near that she snapped out of her trance and looked up, as if waking from a dream. There stood Qin Xiao, smiling as he walked toward her step by step. Her heart skipped a beat, but she quickly regained her composure, gave him a faint glance, and immediately lowered her head again to resume reading, as if nothing had happened.
Yet, despite her utmost efforts to remain calm, a delicate blush inevitably crept up her fair cheeks, resembling the intoxicating rosy clouds in the evening sky. Her slender fingers unconsciously stroked the edge of the book's pages, as if doing so could ease…
Chapter 1755