Xia Siyu had never experienced such an awkward moment in her life.
Especially embarrassing herself in front of Yun Lih, she felt annoyed and flustered, unable to recover her senses for a long time.
Yun Lih tossed the towel into the washbasin, looked down, and with slightly pursed lips, said, "Let go."
"Ah?" Xia Siyu stared and then realized her hand was still clutching Yun Lih's pajama bottoms, "Oh, oh."
She quickly released her grip, eyes darting around, her face steaming hot, her ears turning red.
Xia Siyu fiddled with the stray hairs on her forehead, stealing glances at the long legs gradually being covered by the pajama bottoms.
They were long and straight, with clearly defined muscle lines that looked robust and powerful.
Xia Siyu swallowed, her mind flooded with inappropriate thoughts.
By this time, Yun Lih had already put his pajama bottoms back on, and from his viewpoint, the scene before him was... somewhat hard to describe.
