Walking to the sofa, he wiped the water off his body.
From the clothes Nanny Wang brought, he picked out a set and threw it on the sofa, preparing to change clothes.
Qiao Mo quietly raised her eyes, sneaking a glance at his back.
Broad shoulders, slim waist, narrow hips...
Truly too perfect to be true.
Except for the scars on his body, which were somewhat shocking.
Recalling scenes from the past, she couldn't help but feel a bit lost until he somehow turned around and walked to her, his handsome face no more than half an inch away from her, bringing her back to reality.
"What... what are you doing?"
Qiao Mo, with swollen eyes like a rabbit's, stammered out.
Why is he... why isn't he putting on clothes...
His deep, dark eyes carefully examined her beautiful eyes, warm breath spraying onto her face: "Do you like it?"
"Hm?" Qiao Mo was momentarily stunned, unable to react.
"Like watching?"
