Chapter 119

Feng Yueming entered through the frosted glass door and began to bathe.

Mi Yao couldn't help but criticize internally, "This man is really annoying. He uses his left hand quite well; he took off his clothes quickly yet gracefully, like a cheetah. If that's the case, why did he still ask me to help him use the toilet?"

How could he have the nerve?

He's simply perverse.

Mi Yao finished brushing her teeth, then bent down to pick up the clothes scattered on the floor, placing them all in a bamboo basket.

At that moment, a deep, seductive voice rang out, "Mi Yao, come here."

Mi Yao was startled.

"Scrub my back for me."

Mi Yao had no choice but to steel herself and walk in, immediately noticing the man's waist from behind...

He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and from behind, the perfect V-line of his back was visible as if all the vigorous strength of his body was concentrated there.