Please Help Me, Shiting

Xie Siqi recalled the empty plate she had seen in the study room and smiled.

It was probably a cold shower in the bathroom.

She took off her jacket and threw it on the chair, walked to the bathroom door and twisted it, but she didn't open it.

Xie Siqi took a deep breath and walked to the side and waited quietly.

After a while, the water stopped flowing, and then a man walked out.

He was drying his hair with a towel, so he didn't notice Xie Siqi and continued on.

The man only had a towel wrapped around his waist, showing his muscular upper body. The muscles on his arms and back were all tense because he was drying his hair and he looked very strong.

Xie Siqi blushed, took a deep breath, rushed over and hugged the man's waist.

The hard and smooth touch on her palm made her heart pound fast.