A trace of a smile appeared on Wen Sheng's lips.
But before she opened the door, she hid her smile.
The man had already taken a shower, smelling of the hotel's shower gel. It was the same scent that Wen Sheng had just used. It wasn't high-end, but the smell was still quite fresh. He was dressed in a white short-sleeved T-shirt and black casual pants, with black and white complementing him, making him look handsome. He had even shaved his beard, shaking off the look of fatigue, attracting all eyes in the crowd.
"Aren't you resting?"
Upon seeing her hair still damp and her petite body wrapped in a soft, white bathrobe, Fu Yanlin could not help himself. With just a glance, he swept her into his arms and kicked the door shut.
Wen Sheng braced her hands on his shoulders, and jokingly said, "Jiajia said that she would call the police if someone broke in during the middle of the night."
