Chiang Xiao didn't want to go to the living room.
She had just lost face, so why should she go back?
She could just let Meng Xinian do the talking. They'd keep themselves occupied anyway.
She waited in the room for quite a while before Meng Xinian returned, slightly damp, exuding a touch of allure.
Every time he finished bathing, Chiang Xiao felt an impulsive urge to throw herself at him.
That's why she cared when that woman from the Long family was around their dormitory back then.
She simply didn't want other women seeing him this sexy and fantasizing about him.
As soon as Meng Xinian entered, he closed the door and then proactively took off his shirt.
He had simply applied a piece of gauze.
Chiang Xiao walked up to him, her heart trembling at the sight of the approximately ten-centimeter gauze on his chest.
"How did this happen?"
She asked, reaching out to peel off the gauze. At a glance, she gasped sharply.
