Xu Jiangxing raised both hands in a gesture of surrender and took two steps back.
Only then did Liulan notice that Xu Jiangxing was wearing nothing more than a simple bath towel wrapped around his lower body, leaving his perfectly contoured muscles shamelessly and generously exposed, with water still dripping steadily from his hair.
Flying Eye had deactivated its lens at some point and was now resting on the desk, its indicator light blinking continuously as if hesitating over whether to turn the recording back on. Even though Flying Eye had done nothing at all, Liulan could practically feel the gossip and awkwardness radiating from the other side of the lens.
Chapter 68