Ji Qingyan's Little Thoughts

"Lin Yi, I'm done. You should go wash up too."

"Alright, I'll go now."

Just as Lin Yi was thinking about something, Ji Qingyan called out from upstairs.

Lin Yi stretched and put the Wang family's matters to the back of his mind. He would think about these things when he had time.

Upstairs, he saw Ji Qingyan coming out of the bathroom.

There was a towel wrapped around her graceful curves, and her fair skin seemed to glow like jade. The two white rabbits in front of her seemed to be about to jump out of her towel.

She was still holding a pipa, half covering her face. She was as elegant and refined as a lotus flower emerging from the water.

She was still holding the hairdryer in her hand. She seemed to be preparing to go back and dry her hair, leaving the bathroom empty.

"We're already an old couple. Why are you still wrapping yourself in a towel? It's so distant. You make it seem like I'm peeking at you."