Inside the bathroom.
Li Hannian, with his back to the door, carelessly threw his wet shirt, soaked with mud and water, onto the floor. At that moment, the man was unbuckling his belt.
'A narrow waist and broad shoulders, his back muscles created a striking inverted triangle with his waistline.
Under the light, his skin gleamed slightly.
Seeing such a scene, Chu Nanxi felt her face heat up and instinctively wanted to turn away, but something on the man's back caught her eye.
It was a scar that slanted from the lower right side of his back to his waist. The edge of the scar was jagged, with several fine offshoots; the dark red scar was particularly conspicuous on otherwise smooth skin.
At first glance, it was shocking!
She couldn't help but step into the bathroom and placed her hand on his side waist.
Hearing the sound behind him, Li Hannian turned his face around.
"Xixi?"
"Your scar... what happened?!"
Her fingers gently caressed the scar, her tone filled with distress.
