C1142 He Hung up the Phone

Warm water spilled from his shoulder, scattering the sweat all over his body.

Ye Zhiqiu put the basin that had been poured clean to the side and used cold water to wring the towel. After wiping the water droplets off her body, she came out of the bathtub.

Her wet little feet stepped on the tiles and it was a little cold.

Ye Zhiqiu reached out to grab the clothes that were hung on the wall