Cen Juanlan leaned back in his seat, his well-defined fingers typing casually on the keyboard. The sound of water could be heard, and the man's jaw was tense.
After a while, the sound of water stopped. A few minutes later, a gap appeared on the bathroom door.
"Oh…" The little girl revealed her wet little head. Her eyes were watery, and she looked as innocent as an elk." Come here for a moment!"
Cen Juan stood up and walked over. His face was exceptionally devilish as he looked down at her.
Through the matte door, the little girl was only wrapped in a towel. From his angle, he could see her fair neck and beautiful collarbone under her milky white face.
Fu Ting's body was obviously wet, and her eyes revealed obvious nervousness, but there was also a seductive temptation.
Cen Juan stared at her for a few seconds and couldn't help but loosen his collar. His voice was relaxed and crisp." What's going on? Are you trying to seduce me?"
