"I took a day's flight. I'm so tired." After entering the room, Wen Ruoqing took off her coat and threw herself directly on the bed.
"Are you tired? Why don't you take a bath first?" When Third Young Mr. Ye saw that she was so relaxed, he also sat on the bed and looked at her. The corner of his lips curled up slightly, but his heart was less vigilant.
Wen Ruoqing suddenly turned her body and seemed to be casually leaning to one side, but she was in a very attractive position. One of her arms stretched out and her head pressed on her arm. Her long hair scattered on her snow-white arm and the white sheet. It was slightly messy, but it had a kind of indescribable charm and temptation.
She wore a blue shirt today. Perhaps because of the side-lying posture, the middle of the shirt was tightened. The buttons in front of her were tight, as if it would burst open at any time, which made people feel particularly hot-blooded.