"You're just a pervert,"
Lin Qianru bit her red lips, whispering a soft curse.
"Hehe, what's there to be afraid of? It's not like I haven't seen it before, no big deal. Besides, I've already seen your treasure naked, now I'm just seeing it dressed, so it's really nothing," Lu Tianxing chuckled at Lin Qianru with a mischievous smile.
Hearing this, Lin Qianru's beautiful eyes shimmered and her pretty face almost seemed to drip with water. Her heart was pounding madly. It was at that moment she realized she was no match for Lu Tianxing; even if she acted shameless, she couldn't outdo Lu Tianxing, the master of hooligans.
"You... You lecher, I... I can't be bothered to talk to you. I'm going to take a bath. I've been busy all day and feel uncomfortable all over. If you're tired, go to sleep; if you want to watch TV, just turn it on yourself. I'm going to get your bedding and pillow now,"
