In the previous moment, Lu Liang had just stepped out the door,
and the next moment, he suddenly turned back.
Zhang Tian'ai was still in the bedroom, racking her brain, pondering how to cover the few small hickeys on her chest.
The brand for the dress at the press conference had been confirmed. She had seen the sample – high slit, strapless – nothing could be covered.
But if she didn't attend, it would be a very significant fashion resource, greatly beneficial for raising her status and value.
"Naughty guy, couldn't be gentle. Am I really too skinny? Should I gain a few pounds?"
Zhang Tian'ai suddenly began to reflect, vaguely hearing some noise outside the door, her heart skipped a beat, she quickly put on her pajamas, and cautiously, tentatively asked, "Who is it?"
"It's me." Hearing Lu Liang's voice, Zhang Tian'ai breathed a sigh of relief, smiling, "Did you forget something?"
