Yeh Huang had been gone a long time before he finally returned.
Lingling lay on the bed tossing and turning, her heart still pounding uncontrollably, her face flushed and unbearably hot. What embarrassing thing did I just do?
Finally, she saw Yeh Huang's figure returning. His handsome silhouette was elongated by moonlight, his upper body exposed, showing clear and muscular skin, exuding a strong masculine scent. His slightly long black hair was wet and stuck to his forehead, droplets of water slipping down his handsome face, evoking even more thoughts.
"Uncle..."
Lingling greeted him with a smile, "Uncle, where did you go just now?"
Actually, she wasn't blind and had already deduced that Yeh Huang must have gone to shower. Otherwise, he wouldn't be drenched.
"Well, I just caught a few fish, let me grill them for you!"
