She was leaving tomorrow, so he had to come today. And since he was here, he couldn't leave.
Xia Anlan's neck was hit a few times. He let go of Mrs. Yue and leaned against the head of the bed. His long body was beside Mrs. Yue, as if he was in front of her, a hurdle that she could never cross.
He lifted his slender fingers and slowly unbuttoned his shirt. His movements were slow and elegant, but there was a fatal temptation to him.
Mrs. Yue bit her lip and cursed in her heart. How dare he try to seduce her. Cheh ... Was she the kind of person who would be seduced? Her self-control was very good.
Mrs. Yue stole a glance at Xia Anlan. 'Damn it ... He's got some substance. No wonder he's so ... Confident. Hmph ...'
