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As she sent that message, the smile on her face gradually shifted from wickedness to something more lecherous.
Lu Xiao: "..."
In the end, he helplessly shook his head, averted his gaze, having no idea what kind of trick she was playing.
At this moment, as Wen Xian heard the faint sound of someone's voice coming from the hall, she immediately dropped the lecherous act.
She hurriedly deleted the message she had sent, logged out, locked the screen—a series of actions executed with frightening efficiency.
However, some messages can be deleted, but once sent, they can never be retrieved.
Huo Qi had finished in the restroom, seemingly having washed his face as well, with his handsome face and hair still damp, adding an alluring charm.
Stepping outside, he indulged in the fresh air here with a lazy stretch, resembling a luxurious but slothful Persian cat.