Wang Jian watched his sister-in-law leave, his heart filled with confusion.
What's with her?
The day before yesterday, she was the one scolding him for overstepping his bounds, and now she was the one actively flirting with him. A woman's mind was truly unfathomable. No wonder they said it was like searching for a needle at the bottom of the sea; that was no exaggeration at all.
While Xu Qian took her shower, Wang Jian sat on the sofa, feeling utterly restless. His mind was preoccupied, and though the splashing from the distant bathroom wasn't loud, it completely drowned out the television in his ears.
An image formed in his mind: a steamy bathroom, a figure barely visible through the mist, her long black hair flowing down with the water...
Wang Jian swallowed hard and adjusted himself. For a moment, he even wished he had awakened some kind of superpower, but that was just wishful thinking.
