So sexy...
Gulp...
Song Yaoyao swallowed and she stared straight ahead.
Her gaze was fiery; it was hard for her not to be noticed.
Huo Yunque slowly looked sideways. Through the half-open glass door, he saw the petite girl, and his face immediately darkened.
"Song Yaoyao, what are you doing?"
A girl was actually perving on a man having a bath?
"Ah!"
Song Yaoyao almost jumped like a thief. "I...uh...I went into the wrong room!"
She twiddled her fingers and her eyes darted.
"Turn around."
Huo Yunque furrowed his brows, his voice was low and cold.
"Uh huh."
Song Yaoyao nodded her head furiously and quickly turned her body.
Behind her, there was a splash followed by the sound of footsteps.
It sounded like bare feet stepping on floorboards.
Images began to form in Song Yaoyao's mind and her cheeks turned so red it looked like blood.
