When she returned to the bedroom, Mu Jin Huan had just come out of the bathroom. The scent of alcohol and tobacco was washed away by warm water, replaced by a faint mint fragrance of the shower gel.
He only had a towel wrapped around his waist, short hair still dripping, with water droplets sliding down his tanned skin...
Nan Wan averted her gaze awkwardly, placed the clothes hanging on her arm at the end of the bed, pursed her lips, and said softly, "You change clothes, I'll go freshen up."
Mu Jin Huan curled his lips, and with a long arm, the woman who was about to pass by his side was pulled into his embrace.
His arm encircled her slender waist, foreheads touching, dark eyes carrying a faint smile, his voice intentionally low, "Mrs. Mu, are you hungry so early in the morning?"
Nan Wan leaned her body back, her eyes darting around, looking at the ceiling, the chandelier, the floor-to-ceiling windows, just not at him.
