Half an hour later, Gu Jingchen finished his shower, but there was no bathrobe in the bathroom, so he had to tie a towel around himself and stride out.
After everything that had happened between them, the physical contact they'd shared wasn't exactly rare. This time, Gu Jingchen didn't feel so self-conscious anymore—in fact, he thought showing a little skin brought him a quiet sense of satisfaction.
Thinking about it, he couldn't help but shake his head with a bitter smile. His angular face appeared even more composed. Was he starting to come off as a bit of a pervert?
Clearly, this time the cold shower hadn't worked. His ability to withstand the cold water had heightened, but now—now it was utterly ineffective.
