Slowly raising her stiff neck, she looked at the man in front of her, unsure how much he had heard.
Perhaps everything.
"I..."
Hadn't he gone downstairs?
How did he come back?
The man looked down at her guilty appearance, silent for a moment, before saying, "I forgot to take something."
She responded with an "oh".
He took a watch out of the drawer and unhurriedly unbuttoned his sleeve to reveal a fair wrist.
His head was slightly lowered, a few loose strands of hair obscuring his dark, ink-like eyes, his sharply defined jawline increasingly distinct, personifying frosty discipline and sternness.
Look at this man, full of restrained desire, who could experience life and death, again and again, on the bed.
Li Susu's face colored.
She was filled with unhealthy thoughts.
She didn't understand.
How could just putting on a watch make her want to overpower him?
Surely, beauty misled people.
No wonder Wang Lanlan had taken extreme measures to get him.
