Lu Qingyan glanced back at her, his eyes landing on her cheeks that seemed to glow like the morning dawn.
His tone playful, "What preparations do you want to make?"
Jiang Nanshu, "..."
Her gaze shifted towards the bathroom, "At the very least… take a shower first?"
After saying that, she almost wanted to slap herself.
[What am I talking about, taking a shower in broad daylight.]
Lu Qingyan sat directly on the bed. His black casual pants made his legs look long and straight. He reached out and took off the outer casual sun-protective shirt, revealing a white tee.
His skin was very fair, and the muscles on his arms were firm; even through the loose T-shirt, Jiang Nanshu could sense the tension in his lean muscles.
Unlike Duan Huaiyu, he had an aesthetic charm.
He propped himself up with his hands on the bed, seeing her for the first time feeling uneasy inside. He couldn't resist teasing her, "Then you go take a shower, I'll wait for you."
"..."
