when bo jing came out again, there was only a dim yellow light at the head of the bed. a petite woman was lying on the big bed with her back facing him under the thin blanket, seemingly asleep.
Bo Jing's dark eyes darkened. He only had a towel wrapped around his waist. The water droplets from the shower on his body were sliding down his back.
she had a perfect inverted triangle body proportion, and her well-built shuttlecock muscles were smooth and well-defined.
In contrast to her slender figure, he looked even more tall and manly.
The physical difference between men and women was vividly reflected in these two people.
Bo Jing looked at her sleeping with her back facing him. He knew that she was pretending to be asleep in this position. If she was asleep, she would turn around out of habit.
He didn't pick at it. After wiping his body clean, he walked over, lifted the quilt, and lay on the bed.
