Twenty minutes later, Nora, wrapped in a bathrobe, walked out of the bathroom while wiping her damp hair.
"Beiming, I'm done washing, how about we open a bottle of red wine!" Nora said with a sense of romance.
Official Ling watched Nora's curvaceous figure, taking a deep cool breath. This woman was unlike the beauties from the East, more of the explosive type, especially just after showering, like a freshly ripened peach.
"There is some in the fridge, help yourself!" Ling Fan said, quickly averting his gaze and calming his heated emotions.
Nora, seeing this, felt both nervous and amused. She swayed to get the red wine and poured a glass for both herself and Ling Fan.
"Looking at Beiming's reaction, it seems I have to take the initiative!" Nora mumbled to herself, trying to figure out what Official Ling was thinking.
"Here!" Nora approached Ling Fan and leaned forward to hand him the glass.
