Especially at this moment, Ye Sihan had not a stitch on him, which set her heart into disarray.
So, when Ye Sihan looked over, Tang Yu immediately turned her face away, pretending as if she had seen nothing, knew nothing, masking the emotions that affected her.
It was not until Ye Sihan had put on clothes and stepped out to answer a phone call that she dared lift her face again.
That face of hers was still tinted with a blush.
Tang Yu fell back onto the bed, the discomfort in her body making her let out a whimper.
Her waist really felt like it was about to break.
The one who called Ye Sihan was a bodyguard, the food had arrived.
As soon as Tang Yu sat down at the table and saw the delicacies, she knew they weren't made in a restaurant but had come from the Ye Mansion.
With so many chefs in the Ye Mansion, she was all too familiar with each chef's flavor.
Looking at them, Tang Yu still felt some yearning.
She picked up her chopsticks and began to eat.
