She stood there like a budding Tianshan snow lotus: pure, noble, to be admired from a distance but never defiled.
No wonder. Now he remembered it all. He finally understood why she looked so flushed and sick after her shower. He had thought she was ill with a fever, but it turned out she had been secretly looking at things she shouldn't have.
After she finished her shower and dried her hair, Si Ruoqi found that the man on the couch had already fallen asleep. She quietly tidied up her laundry, turned off the living room light, and returned to her bedroom.
Lying in bed, her mind raced, unable to find peace. The man's strong body kept replaying in her thoughts like a short video, making her feel hot all over and her limbs go weak.
As a thirty-year-old woman, single since birth and a virgin who had never even seen an adult video, the scene in the bathroom had been too much for her. It was so overwhelming that the image would surface the moment she closed her eyes.
