Liang Yuan also stared at this scene in shock, his mind full of Lin Ya's plump, dewy body.
That fair skin, the two deep-water bombs under the camisole, plus the faint dampness of water stains, made the camisole cling tightly to her body.
These images kept flashing through Liang Yuan's mind, making his heartbeat quicken slightly.
In his head, he couldn't help but recall the first time he saw Lin Ya, that steamy scene in her bathroom.
His expression was strange; he couldn't figure out why Lin Ya had suddenly come out dressed like this.
And at this moment, the second the door closed, Lin Ya's whole body was flushed red, her fair skin like a boiled prawn.
Her beautiful eyes were watery, filled with shame and annoyance.
"What do I do? What do I do? He won't misunderstand and think I was seducing him, right?"
