Just as she reached near, before her hand could knock, the bathroom door opened. Yuntian stood with arms crossed, leaning against the doorway, looking at her with a playful expression.
Steam rose from his body, and droplets of water cascaded down his taut muscles.
Tianxing's cheeks suddenly turned red-hot, and she hurriedly turned her head, "I... I'm just reminding you that your injury hasn't healed. Be careful of the bandaged wound on your head when you shower."
She stammered the words and lifted her leg to leave.
Yuntian chuckled warmly, reached out to pull her into his arms, and kicked the bathroom door shut with his foot.
Without warning, Tianxing was pulled into his embrace, leaving her with nowhere to place her shy gaze.
"Since you're so worried, why don't you help me bathe?" Yuntian teased her deliberately with a smile.
"You... let me go first." Tianxing, with a flushed face, pushed him with her hands.
