Chapter 7 Naked Truth
Ji Chengzhou had bought a huge flat near campus right after starting university.
He’d even invited me to live with him.
I’d flatly refused.
He used to force me to study in high school—I wasn’t giving up my freedom in college.
Still, he’d added my fingerprint to the door lock.
“If the fingerprint doesn’t work, I’m out,” I muttered, pressing my thumb to the scanner.
Click. The door opened smoothly.
I smirked. At least he hadn’t deleted me.
I strolled in like I owned the place.
The living room light was on, but no one was there.
Water sounded from the bathroom.
He was showering.
I grabbed an apple from the fridge and waited.
Soon the bathroom door opened. Steam poured out.
Then Ji Chengzhou stepped into the room completely naked.
Fresh from the shower, his hair dripped water. Longer strands clung to his cheeks, giving him a decadent beauty.
His lips were red. He looked lazy and dangerous.
A water droplet slid down his broad chest.
My eyes followed it helplessly.
He had tight abs with no extra fat, a narrow waist, and powerful muscle lines that spoke of explosive strength.
The kind of waist romance novels call a “stud waist.”
Lower…
Holy shit. What did this guy eat to grow like that?
I felt instantly inferior.
Did he have to show off like this? No clothes, not even a towel.
My apple slipped from my hand and rolled across the floor to his feet.
“You pervert—running around the house naked!”