Don't Panic in the Face of Danger

Loong Fei rented this two-bedroom one-bedroom apartment. Although it was only a medium-scale renovation, the bathroom was specially built. It was obvious that the owner of the house was like Loong Fei, a person who liked to take a bath.

The door of the bathroom was made of pure glass. Soft lights shone from inside, and one could vaguely see Lin Yichun's figure completely imprinted on the glass door.

Listening to the sound of flowing water coming from the bathroom and looking at the reflection in the glass door, Loong Fei's eyes did not even blink.

"Sigh! Living with such a beautiful girl is torture! I might as well face those men in the army!"

Loong Fei sighed. It was Mochizuki Xin who could only sigh. After all, he could only see and not touch them.

Lin Yichun, who was taking a bath in the washroom, naturally did not know that there was a guy staring at her in the living room.