"This..." Ye Hao stared blankly at the scene before him.
Xia Zhu had just returned to the room from her shower about ten seconds before Ye Hao entered. She was wearing a gauzy nightgown, which just covered her hips, and her long, wet hair draped over her fragrant shoulders. She hadn't noticed Ye Hao coming in, as her back was turned to him.
With her hands in front, she began to unbutton the nightgown, one button at a time. Once they were all undone, she slowly slid the gauzy gown off her back...
The reason she changed directly in the room was because no one entered her room; her brother hadn't been in since he was fifteen, and although her mother occasionally did, Xia Zhu knew it was unlikely her mother would catch her changing by chance.
So, as she changed in the room, she was completely unguarded, utterly unaware that Ye Hao had come in.
The gauzy nightgown slipped off her smooth back, and when it reached Xia Zhu's perky hips, it got stuck, perfectly caught on her curves.
