"Honestly, just looking at his figure, Xiao Yebai doesn't seem like a sick person at all…"
Because his physique is just too good.
A tall figure at six-foot-two, broad shoulders, an erect spine, a slim waist, and even longer, straight legs—it all looked very healthy and superior, like he was born to be a clothes hanger.
Such a perfectly proportioned body was very suited for shirts and suits, just like those European male models in fashion magazines.
A soft chuckle brought Mo Weiyi suddenly back to her senses.
When she realized she had been staring at him spellbound, and that the man had already taken off his shirt and trousers, leaving only a pair of black boxer briefs…
"Cough, cough, cough." Mo Weiyi coughed vigorously, quickly lowering her head.
She suspected he was just trying to show off his physique on purpose…
"Mommy!" Little Nuonuo stretched his hand pointing at his dad, babbling away.
Mo Weiyi immediately retracted his little hand, "Don't move around."
