Jiang Yiniing looked up and saw Lai Wenyan, feeling somewhat shy and a bit embarrassed. She couldn't help but curl up her legs, her delicate feet like gleaming white jade under the light.
Lai Wenyan entered the bathroom: "Did you accidentally fall?"
While asking, he shut the door behind him with his other hand.
"There was water on the floor. I wasn't paying attention," Jiang Yiniing's voice was soft, her cheeks blushing.
After she spoke, she tried to stand up by supporting herself on the ground.
But before she could rise, she slumped back to the floor, holding her right ankle, her eyebrows knitted and lips slightly bitten.
"Sprained your ankle?" Lai Wenyan noticed her subtle movements.
Jiang Yiniing hung her head low, her small face flushed red.
Lai Wenyan watched her shy and timid glances, and ripples stirred in his heart. As he stepped closer to Yiniing, he noticed her shirt was without undergarments, and her posture allowed him glimpses of her contours from the neckline.
