Outside, it suddenly started to "rain." The sound was not loud, but the "rustling" noise was amplified in the space of the restroom. Shi Nian and Xiang Yuan both jumped in surprise and hurried out to see what was happening.
Looking out, they saw a man standing alone in the "rain," drenched like a soaked chicken.
In fact, the misty rain didn't detract from his handsomeness. Instead, with his hair wet, he casually raised his hand to sweep it up, making his features appear even more strikingly handsome.
His figure, clad in a denim shirt, showed its shapely lines even more clearly as his clothes clung to his body, wet.
The man stood in the "rain," not looking the least bit distressed, instead like he was shooting an advertisement, enough to make one's heart race.
Xiang Yuan was stunned: "Yanqing? Why haven't you left yet?"
Xiang Yuan looked up at the ceiling and asked, "What's going on? Is there a leak?"
