Arc 2
Xi Ming stepped into the room, beads of water trailing down his bare chest, his dark long hair damp and clinging to his skin. Only a towel hung low around his hips, creating a subtle, sensual atmosphere.
He glanced at Ye Jin who was behind him, his expression unreadable.
"Help me dress," Xi Ming said, his tone calm.
Ye Jin blinked.
She was currently a maid, yes, but it was known to Xi Ming that she was pretending to be one. It didn't mean she had to actually do what a maid usually did.
Ye Jin looked at Xi Ming, and he did seem quite serious.
Ye Jin picked up his robes and helped him slip his hands through the sleeves. Her fingers brushed slightly against his bare skin, and Xi Ming felt a faint shiver run down his spine.