Wang Dahai had a pained expression on his face, wishing he had never lent out his computer.
Just as he turned to return to his room, Wu Qiangwei, wearing a revealing nightgown, approached him from across the way where Lin Wanqiu's room door had been pushed open.
The nightgown belonged to Lin Wanqiu, and since they had similar figures, it fit quite well.
The sheer nightgown outlined two full curves perfectly, with two cherries distinctly prominent.
Wang Dahai found himself gazing fixedly, his eyes nearly glazing over.
Noticing his stare, Wu Qiangwei felt a tinge of pride inside, although she casually asked, "What do you want with me?"
"Ahem." Wang Dahai hurriedly averted his gaze, saying, "Let's talk inside."
Once in the room, Wang Dahai set the computer on the desk, turned it on, and inserted the memory card.
Seeing Wu Qiangwei standing by, he said, "Close the door."
"Closed."
"Lock it."
"What are you doing?"
