She stopped at the bedroom door, clutching the aphrodisiac powder tightly in her pocket, pausing for quite some time.
Thinking about how after this evening, she would become Ye Che's woman in every sense of the word, the singular Young Mistress of the Ye Family, Xu Ziqing's heart was indescribably excited. After trying to calm her eager emotions, she knocked on the door and coyly called out, "Che, are you there?"
Soon, Ye Che's voice came from inside: "The door isn't locked, just come in."
Xu Ziqing pushed open the door and immediately saw Ye Che coming out of the bathroom, clad in a blue bathrobe, his chestnut-colored short hair dotted with droplets of water, revealing a wide, muscular, and sexy chest.
Beyond his aura of nobility, there was an added sense of casualness.
He was the epitome of sensual messiness.
Xu Ziqing closed the door and sashayed over to the room. Ye Che glanced up at her and started speaking, "Xiaoqing, wait for me, I need to take care of some work, okay?"
