Shangguan Qiu had never asked anyone for anything in her life.
She clenched her teeth, wrapped herself in a bath towel, and directly opened the door to come out.
Qi Ling was standing outside the bathroom door, holding a bag that contained her clothes.
As she suddenly opened the door, steam and mist poured out from the bathroom, revealing glimpses of her large expanse of fair and delicate skin, and her beautiful features turned slightly enchanting amidst the fog.
But those eyes, clear as autumn water, were cold, adding a unique charm to her look.
Qi Ling was stunned for a moment, not until Shangguan Qiu forcefully took the bag from his hand and closed the door again did he slowly come to his senses.
His ears turned red, as did his cheeks, burning hot.
"I, I didn't touch your clothes."
After a long while, Qi Ling spoke stutteringly.
He had specially used a bag to hold her clothes, including her undergarments, without touching them.
