"We just did it, so there's half a chance, right?" Suzuki Junko looked at Xiu Xin with wide, watery eyes, feigning innocence.
Xiu Xin rolled his eyes, pretending to be helpless as he said, "I'll do my best to help your dad."
"Hehe." Suzuki Junko burst into laughter, leaned in and gave him a peck on the cheek, "I'm going for a shower now."
With that said, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, her upper body was clothed in a uniform, but her lower body was bare. The uniform's hem couldn't cover the millstone-like full moon, white and smooth, supple and soft, gently shaking with her steps.
Several red finger marks were particularly noticeable above.
After showering, Suzuki Junko came out wrapped in a towel and got back into the bed, yawning and muttering indistinctly, "Aren't you planning to sleep yet?"
"I need to wait for a call, you go ahead and sleep." Xiu Xin shook his head, his tone calm.
