Oh my life!
Chen Feng could only look for a few seconds before he felt overwhelmed, his blood rushing downwards.
This vixen was obviously doing it on purpose. Otherwise, how could she have chosen this time to take a shower in his room?
Not to mention, she dared to strip and bathe, knowing full well the bathroom had frosted glass.
How was Chen Feng supposed to sleep?
He was quite sleepy initially, but now he wasn't the slightest bit tired.
He turned his head, trying not to look, but after three seconds of internal struggle, his eyes honestly drifted back.
It's a waste not to look; besides, it's just looking, and she's doing it willingly, so there's no point in pretending to be a gentleman.
Under the influence of these self-assuring thoughts, Chen Feng felt perfectly justified in appreciating the blurred silhouette...
And it was, indeed, a beauty in obscurity, looking more beautiful than if it were clear. If everything were in plain sight, it might not be as appealing.
