Having just bathed, his skin was rinsed with warm water, the blush hadn't faded, the heat lingered, her fingers warm, but compared to him, they carried an inexplicable coolness.
Her fingers landed on his shoulder and neck, not an enticing or provocative gesture, yet Jiang Chengsi felt his throat dry up and tighten.
Si Qingxiao had also just showered, without the lingering warmth of water on her body, but her half-damp hair hung over her shoulders, soaking through her thin pajamas, the clothes clinging to her, outlining a bit of curvature.
Faint and understatedly...
For him, it was like a teasing gesture.
Si Qingxiao raised her hand, preparing to measure his arm length, the soft tape was extended from his shoulder downward, landing at his wrist.
"And then..." Si Qingxiao coughed softly, "Can you stretch your arms a bit? I'll measure your chest and waist."
Jiang Chengsi was quite obedient, quietly cooperating with her.
