Jun Shiling's hand paused.
The messages on her phone kept jumping.
"I guessed right?!!"
"No wonder your husband didn't have any thoughts when a lively beauty like you was displayed right in front of him."
The bathroom door was pushed open and Xia Wanyuan walked out with her hair half wet. Jun Shiling's gaze moved away from the phone.
Taking the hairdryer by the side, Jun Shiling walked behind Xia Wanyuan and slowly helped her blow dry her hair.
Her hair gradually dried. Xia Wanyuan reached for her phone and clicked on An Rao's link.
At that moment, Jun Shiling suddenly brushed her hair from behind. Xia Wanyuan's hand trembled and poked into a link.
The explicit words and photos in the link shocked Xia Wanyuan, a real ancient person from more than a thousand years ago. Xia Wanyuan blushed and hurriedly clicked on the fork number on the right.
However, a pair of large hands had already taken the phone away from her.
