Ye Xiaotao was shocked. There was someone in the room?
She quickly looked up.
A cold air swept out from the bathroom. Then, a handsome figure walked out. The man was wearing a gray shirt unbuttoned and a black brief underneath. He was not wearing shoes, and stepped on the soft wool carpet with his bare feet.
Ye Xiaotao's clear black and white pupils kept enlarging. How could it be him?
Leng Hao!
Leng Hao also realized that there was someone in the room. His cold and fierce black eyes glanced sharply at the bed. He was surprised for a brief moment when he saw Ye Xiaotao and then his eyes softened.
But that softness was quickly hidden in his eyes. He threw the towel in his hand on the sofa and reached out to button his shirt.
Ye Xiaotao looked at him in a daze. He stood beside her and unhurriedly buttoned his shirt. Then, he took a black suit pants from the closet and put it on. His actions could be described as elegant.
