At this time, having just finished dealing with some matters, Mo Nanjue returned to his office, seemingly impatient as he pressed the remote control.
Instantly, a high-definition image appeared on the LCD screen—
It was Tong Ran!
The man's hands, clearly while undoing his cufflinks, paused noticeably. His eyes narrowed dangerously, and on the screen, a ceaseless stream of water droplets cascaded from the shower, then slid down the woman's shoulders…
Nannan was being held high by her, and from this angle, the view was simply unobstructed.
Mo Nanjue's gaze flickered with a spark of fire, then suddenly darkened. What's this woman doing, not showering properly?
Fortunately, he had bought a female cat, otherwise, could he have even dealt with it?!
