Chu Yao always knew how to seduce a man.
And she could hold on to each relationship well.
She really only used him.
The next day.
Nan Jiaojiao had just woken up, her hand stretched out and touched the cool temperature beside her, she withdrew it and turned over to continue sleeping.
She vaguely heard the sound of running nearby, she pulled the quilt over her ears, wanting to sleep a little longer, but sleepiness had left on its own.
She got up to look for Bo Yanching and saw the door of the exercise room across slightly ajar.
Just as someone was pulling the door open.
"Why are you up?" Bo Yanching turned his head to glance at the doorknob he hadn't let go of, and seemed to realize something, "Forgot to close it properly, did I wake you?"
He wore a black sleeveless vest and black joggers, with a white towel draped over his shoulders, his hair damp with sweat, his arms and forearms covered in tiny sweat beads, radiating heat as if he had just stood up from a pool of hormones.
