Easton was already awake when Cangji kicked the door open. Not only was he awake, he was also soaked in hot water. Cang Ji arrived at the door and saw Jing Lin's smooth back at a glance - no, it should be smooth but with scars like lines on broken porcelain. The uncovered scars formed a light net, catching Cang Ji off guard, like a wolf that had been bumped into it, unable to even move his eyes away.
"...Don't you lock the door when you take a bath?" Cang Ji hugged his shoulders, turning a blind eye to the door latch he had kicked off, and leaned against the door panel, as if he would be eaten by Jing Lin if he took one step forward.
Easton glanced sideways at Cangji, his chin and the side of his neck tracing a graceful arc. Cang Ji was a little jealous of the water drops. One by two, they were teasing Jing Lin, letting the elegant and graceful look between his eyebrows be exposed in the bathtub.
"The door latch is useless." Easton closed his eyes for a moment and said, "What did you hear down there?"
Cang Ji didn't answer, but asked: "Who scratched your back so many times?"
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