Chen Nan's face revealed a mischievously intriguing smile, "You go take a bath first, I promise to take good care of you tonight!"
Wang Li responded with an expectant hum, her steps slightly awkward as she entered the bathroom.
About twenty minutes later.
After her bath, Wang Li emerged, wrapped in a white bath towel, moving with a swaying, graceful gait.
Her long hair, dripping wet, draped over her shoulders, a few droplets sliding down her strands, adding an extra touch of allure.
Her fair skin, moistened by the steam, glowed with a faint blush, reminiscent of blooming peach blossoms, alluring and delicate.
The bath towel was perfectly wrapped around her delicate figure, accentuating her shapely curves, leaving Chen Nan's blood racing, mouth dry and tongue parched.
Her slender neck was as elegant as a swan's, her collarbones exquisite and captivating.
Her lively eyes shimmered with a hint of shyness and anticipation.
