He washed very quickly. It had only been a few minutes.
Jun Xi Qing looked up and saw that Lu Yiming had come out with a refreshing scent of bathing.
Today, he did not wear silk pajamas. Instead, he wore a black shirt. The buttons of the shirt were all open, revealing his muscular chest. Underneath it was a black magazine, and he was barefoot on the soft woolen carpet.
It was the first time Jun Xi Qing saw him dressed so casually, languid and sexy.
A handsome man coming out of the shower.
At this moment, Lu Yiming threw down the towel in his hand, and a pair of deep phoenix eyes fell on her small face.
Jun Xi Qing quickly averted his gaze. Because of his gaze, the temperature in the room rose by tens of degrees.
Intimate, lingering.
In order to hide her guilty conscience, Jun Xi Qing pretended not to have seen him. She got up and calmly walked over to the counter and poured herself a cup of water.
