After coming out of the bathroom, Fu Yanlin found one of his shirts for her to change into.
He told her that her pajamas had been prepared. But that was just a pretense. Did he dare to let her go just now? He knew well enough that if this little one escaped, it would be impossible for her to return, and so, he falsely claimed that everything was prepared.
Wen Sheng was tall, and she was wearing Fu Yanlin's white shirt that only reached a little below her buttocks. Her two long legs were bare, pale and dazzling, which made it impossible for anyone to take their eyes off her.
He didn't know if it was deep love or what, but Fu Yanlin thought that every part of Wen Sheng's body was perfect, like they were all shaped according to his preferences, even a single strand of her hair made him linger.
Fu Yanlin dared not look anymore. For fear that another look might overwhelm him. If his harassments scared Wen Sheng from coming to his house again, it would be more loss than gain.
