"My body is just recovering, I'm feeling weak, are you heartless enough to let me tire myself out?"
"So pretentious."
Soon, Li Fei carried the actress into the bedroom, a spotless place where the orange walls, wide ivory bed, and pink sheets created a romantic and cozy atmosphere.
A subtle fragrance filled the room, like a lingering woman's scent or the smell of a brand-name perfume.
In any case, it made people feel inexplicably cheerful by just smelling it.
After Man Yu jumped off Li Fei's back, she kicked off her shoes and commanded, "Don't turn around and look."
Then she quickly started changing into her pajamas, and Li Fei heard a rustling sound behind him. He was already enchanted; changing in front of him and not letting him look—wasn't that torture? How could I let you manipulate me?
Fine, if you're not allowed to turn around, then admire from behind; he used his x-ray vision to take a quick look, without turning his body, capturing every move of the actress.
