If she had made a mistake, the law could punish her.
Why did she have to push the door open at this very moment?
Was it to catch a glimpse of the handsome man fresh from his bath?
Inappropriately, her mind conjured up those comics she had previously read, and as she turned to gaze at Fu Yanci, who stood at the bathroom door with nothing but a towel around his waist, Ye Li suddenly felt as though a paper doll had stepped into reality.
Broad shoulders.
Narrow hips.
Inverted triangle.
The man's proportions were impeccable.
And his bare upper body perfectly exemplified what it meant to look slim in clothes yet muscular without them.
The outlines of his eight-pack abs were faintly visible.
The Adonis belt was barely discernible.
Water droplets from his hair cascaded down, slowly trailing over his chest.