What's In The Woods?

After the long day of swords, Feng Xuan finally took a shower. The cold water ran down her body and seemed to have cooled her muscles. If only she would not be sick, she would have stayed there and let the knots in her relax.

She had just gotten out of the shower when she saw that Qing Chen was already waiting for her on the sill of her window.

"May I come in?" he asked.

"I was just about to get up to you," she said with a chuckle and pulled some clothes out of the closet. "What are you doing here?"

"Let's stay in your room," he said. "I feel much more at ease knowing that you're not clutching two-inches of crevices just to see me."

"Oh please, it's nothing," she laughed. She put the shirt over her head and towel and slipped her legs in the shorts before pulling the towel away from her body.

"Impressive," Qing Chen commented.

"If you want a peek you can just tell me," she teased. "Get down here."