Ding Dong---
At about nine o'clock in the morning, the doorbell of the apartment rang. Arden waited for a while and couldn't help but step back to look at the house number.
1701, it’s the right number as Miles said last night, so he should have gone to the wrong door.
When Shang Le couldn't help but press the bell again, the door opened. Miles's hair was wet, and the dripping water droplets soaked the collar of his white T-shirt, leaving a flesh-colored mark.
Arden couldn't help but look at the transparent fabrics and asked, "Do you like to take a shower in the morning?"
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