Li Wangyu was utterly astonished, staring at the man before him. He wore a soaked little suit, white briefs, and had unkempt hair.,Jiāng's neck was stiff as he twisted it from side to side, taking in the scene. It was still that same bathhouse: blue-tiled roof, whitewashed walls, and on a wooden rack beside him hung his own long robe, freshly taken off...,"Good heavens, Su Changqing, you, why are you here" Li Wangyou was also astonished beyond words. This whole thing was just too bizarre.。