After that, he extended his long pants and pulled on a T-shirt, quickly getting dressed.
"Little woman, are you satisfied with my physique?" He suddenly turned around, deliberately interrupting the woman on the bed who was lost in thought, his deep eyes filled with teasing.
"..." Qianxue's face was now red enough to rival a ripe tomato. She sat up, hugging the blanket and quickly shook her head, signaling for the man to turn around so she could dress.
The man laughed carelessly, "I've seen every inch of you, what's there to be afraid of?"
Qianxue glared at him.
"OK, OK." Leng Chenxuan's laughter grew even more cheerful, "I'll give you five minutes, I'll wait for you downstairs." He said, glancing at her then turned the doorknob and walked out.
Qianxue stared blankly after him, finding the man's smile so charming and dazzling, yet also so peculiar. What was up with this man? Why had he smiled more today than ever before?
