The half-wet long hair was slightly disheveled, draped behind the shoulders, with a few strands sticking to the face, instead accentuating an untouched beauty.
The eyes, moistened by the mist, were glistening and alluring, easily enticing wrongdoing, and the two slender, fair legs dazzled him, making his eyes ache a bit.
Sitting without moving, a small flame flickered in his dark eyes, and his voice was extremely hoarse, "Come here."
Nan Wan's breath caught, and her fingers holding the towel tightened.
Her delicate white teeth lightly bit her lower lip, then a bright smile spread across her face as she changed direction from going further inside.
She stopped a step away from the man, bent slightly forward, took the wine glass from his hand, and sipped from it.