An Feng had changed out of the dress she was wearing and into one of Helian Xiao's shirts she had taken from the suitcase.
Since she was so petite, Helian Xiao's shirt looked big and loose on her.
The shirt hem just covered her thighs. Her legs were slender and fully exposed outside, her skin so fair and smooth that it formed a sharp contrast with the black shirt, giving a strong visual impact.
An Feng did not know what was happening to her, but not long after talking with Nan Zhi, she felt a little hot.
Originally, she had gone to the bathroom to wash her face, but accidentally made her dress wet in the process. She could not find a bathrobe so she had no choice but to wear one of Helian Xiao's shirts.
She counted the time. Helian Xiao said that his video conference would take one hour, so if she changed into his shirt and let her dress dry, it would be dried before he was done.
