Some words don't need to be spoken.
"Didn't you say you would have breakfast with me?" Nan Wan looked up, gazing at the gentle and handsome face of the man, smiled, "If you don't change your clothes now, you'll be late for work."
Mu Jin Huan didn't check the time on the wall. Their eyes met, and his clear serene eyes showed no more evasion.
Moments later, he loosened his grip on the woman's hand and said, "Go freshen up."
Nan Wan responded, naturally stood up, and walked into the bathroom.
Wash face, brush teeth, comb long hair.
When she came out, Mu Jin Huan was just putting on his watch.
He had already changed his clothes; his tall and upright figure bathed in the sunlight, a custom-tailored suit, white shirt, with sharp sculpted facial features, and clean-cut short hair already dried, exuding the charm of a mature man.
Except for the collar button on his shirt that was not yet fastened, everything else was meticulously in place.
