Long Xiliang gave her a glance, his expression indifferent and unrippled.
He exuded an ascetic aura, like a lofty deity impervious to a fairy's seduction.
All he had in his car were spare shirts and ties. When he took these out, Lu Xiaoyou crossed her arms tightly over her chest.
"Where do you plan to tie me up with the tie!"
The man glanced at her again; he was simply showing her the items.
"Take everything off and go take a shower," Long Xiliang ordered.
Lu Xiaoyou stripped off her costume. As she unfastened her bra, the man appeared to be completely serene, his gaze fixed ahead.
"Oh my~" she suddenly exclaimed. Long Xiliang lowered his gaze and saw Lu Xiaoyou dressed in the men's shirt.
Under the car's interior light, the shirt appeared somewhat translucent. Even though she had buttoned up the top button, the loose collar still exposed her delicate collarbone.
