Having some free time.
Leh Ying supported her waist, her steps lithely making their way to the great hall, surrounded by expensive artifacts and hanging paintings.
Behind the semi-transparent glass screen, row upon row of collectible-grade red wines. Out of boredom, she opened a bottle, squeezed some lemon juice into it, and sat alone on the sofa, savoring the taste.
The bathrobe hung loosely, revealing that she wore nothing underneath. With no one around, she disliked the feeling of confinement on her body and roamed around the empty room, walking here and there, looking at this and that.
Noon.
The suite door opened with a 'click', and she saw Xu Jingxi returning, no longer in the black shirt from the previous night.
Leh Ying bent down to place her wine glass, and as her arms moved, her bathrobe accidentally opened, perfectly exposing the curve of her chest and the faint, mottled kiss marks from the night.
