In the bedroom, the main light hadn't been turned on. The delicate wall lamp cast a soft pinkish glow. Susan was half leaning against the bed, one of her beautiful legs restlessly perched on the edge of the bed. Her silky robe had slid down from her leg, revealing her crystal clear skin. Bathed in the softly pinkish light, she was quietly seductive.
Seemingly oblivious to her enticing posture and expressions, Susan didn't adjust her seating. Instead, remembering her conversation with Aunt Tian earlier that evening, she felt a tingling sensation throughout her body, making her alluringly radiant.
Chen Fan quietly opened the door of the room. Seeing Susan bathed in the soft pink light, sitting on the bed in her alluring posture, he somehow lost the rush he had before. The heat in his guts felt as though it had been doused with cold water.
