When the man silently embraced Wanxia, her body momentarily stiffened as if frozen by ice from head to toe, even her breathing paused.
But she quickly regained her composure.
She turned around lazily and leaned against the glass.
He only wore a towel around his waist, his short hair still dripping with water, perfectly revealing his abs, still glistening with moisture.
"I'm not that greedy," she met the man's intense gaze, lightly licking the corner of her lips with the tip of her tongue, her smile sweet and charming, "After all, countless heiresses are eyeing Mr. Gu like a piece of meat, and since I've jumped the line, I should make room for them."
After bathing, the woman's delicate features were free from makeup, clean and pure.
Her half-wet long hair fell slightly disheveled over her shoulders, with strands sticking to her face, adding a touch of gentleness.
