Having finished his shower, Tangyu saw Lin Feifei staring at him intently. It wasn't the first time Tangyu was just wearing briefs and bare-chested. It wasn't as if she hadn't seen it before, so why the lecherous gaze? If she really wanted to look, she could just say so. Being the helpful guy he was, he'd strip naked and let her have her fill.
It wasn't until Tangyu walked up to the bed that Lin Feifei turned red and averted her gaze.
The lights went off and they got into bed, the fragrance that lingered was enough to stir Tangyu's heart. Could you imagine the pain of an old director lying next to a beautiful girl, sharing a bed, and yet unable to do anything? Even Lu Ji would turn into a scoundrel. Nine parts of agony were traded for a single part of joy.
Lin Feifei suddenly turned over and said like a gentle breeze, "Tangyu, I can't sleep. Can we talk for a bit?"
