C73 You Are Hinting at Me?

The next morning dawned.

As Su Kexin awoke, she found Gu Chi already freshened up, standing before the full-length mirror fastening his shirt buttons. Most of them were undone, revealing a glimpse of his chest—firm, fair, with the defined lines of his muscles resembling a flawless sculpture. Su Kexin hadn't anticipated such a visual treat so early in the day and was momentarily spellbound