Wu Xiaoyu emerged from the room, and Wang Dahai looked up at her.
What caught his eye were a pair of black stockings wrapping around long, straight, round and beautiful legs.
His gaze continued upward to a loose, oversized grey T-shirt, covering just half of her buttocks.
Wang Dahai stared somewhat blankly.
It wasn't until she came closer that Wang Dahai diverted his eyes, swallowed hard, then straightened his head and closed his eyes, refusing to look.
But his heartbeat was undeniably quickening.
What was this girl doing?
Why was she dressed like this?
Confusion arose in his mind.
At the same time, he had an answer in his heart.
Was this girl intentionally dressed like that for him to see?
Indeed, Wu Xiaoyu had done it on purpose.
She walked over with a bit of shyness, and seeing him with his eyes closed, her inner shyness slightly subsided.
Then, she noticed that Wang Dahai was slowly showing a reaction below.
Her cheeks reddened even more.
