"Lei Xinyi," He tested her name as an individual syllable on his tongue than narrowed his eyes at the eaten breakfast plates that were served on the table in thought then looked up the woman staring at him quizzically before her eyes flickered to his naked torso and jumped back up at lightning speed.
The only precursor of her modesty-crime was her blood-rush painting her pale skin reds. He raised a brow but didn't comment at her fleeting occasional eye-r*ping and f*ck-me eyes she seemed to be giving him nowadays.
He just shrugged them off and returned the favor by ogling her.
No offense but he was a hot-blooded male in his prime, locked up in a house in the middle of the forest with an appealing sexy babe who had no underwear or bra and wore his shirts with nothing underneath. Vanity leads to Indulgent, Okay!
