The leviathan skin, once washed, scrubbed, and shaken out to dry, almost dried up as soon as it was worn and ironed by the body heat.
The dry frost-ground color with a touch of pink inexplicably felt high-end.
Bai Junjun didn't know what to say.
Admittedly, it looked nice, but having a girl in gray-pink clothes amidst a bunch of ruddy men was definitely an eyesore, wasn't it?
Bai Junjun was overwhelmed.
However, she was not the most miserable one. At that moment, Li Wenli, who had just thoroughly bathed and was rummaging through his clothes in the bathhouse, was dumbfounded.
"What the hell is this?"
Bai Junjun, who had wanted to check if Li Wenli's clothes were alright, hadn't gone far and was sitting with Bai Sasa, waiting for him to come out.
Soon after, Li Wenli emerged, cursing under his breath.
His leviathan skin was even darker than hers, a dark red tinged with gray, that slightly lifted his pale complexion, giving off a youthful vigor of a gallant youth.