Splash——
The bathroom was filled with steam, and the sound of water flowing over the tiles kept echoing.
Sweaty clothes and pants were crumpled into a ball and tossed into the laundry basket.
The gas stove in the kitchen flickered with blue flames, and the valve of the pressure cooker bubbled with a "sizzle".
The rich and mellow aroma of yam rib porridge gradually filled every corner of the living room.
Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling window, spreading freely over the polished exercise floor, illuminating a large bright area.
Several new pots of green plants in the corner had leaves that appeared more vibrant under the gentle caress of sunlight and teasing breeze.
Even the tiny hairs between the leaf veins shimmered with a faint glow, as if wrapped in a layer of dew, full of vitality.
Click.
As the frosted glass door was pushed open, Fang Cheng shuffled out in his slippers.
His upper body was bare, with a white towel casually draped over his broad shoulders.
