He pushed the door open—
The next second, Ji Xiaoyuan thoroughly saw the scene that had just flashed through his mind.
He almost drew a sharp breath.
The young girl was facing away from him, her back fully exposed.
A goose-yellow corset strap hung around her neck, with two more trailing at her waist.
She was exquisitely slender, her swan-like neck snow-white and elegant, breathtakingly beautiful.
Su Zhiruan heard the sound of footsteps but did not see him approaching, and couldn't help feeling puzzled, so she turned to look at him, "Ji Xiaoyuan?"
The man's Adam's apple bobbed, and he responded in a low voice, "Mhm."
With that, he walked over.
