C234 He Was Fortunate Enough to be Bathed in Snow and in This Life He Was Born with a Head Full of W

It was night.

The sky was dark, but the male dormitory in Book Fragrance Garden was brightly lit.

Some people were washing their clothes, bathing, or chatting, some were noisy.

Hua Yan had just finished his bath. He walked out wet and brushed his hair casually.

Drops of water from his temples fell from his chin to his collarbone, attracting everyone's attention