At this moment, at the bottom of the stairs, Yin Mo lowered her head and walked downward.
It seemed she had just finished showering, her fluffy, wavy long hair cascading down her back, her striking features exuding a captivating allure. But the focus was on her burgundy lingerie set, dazzling and enticing.
He Chen held a wine glass, his narrow eyes filled with awe and daze, with contracted pupils deepening in color, igniting a fervent flame.
Under the dense night sky, Yin Mo draped in red sheer fabric, her burgundy lingerie set appearing and disappearing as she walked.
Not only did her curves reveal themselves, every inch of her alluring figure was infused with captivating sensuality for men.
He Chen stared at her unblinkingly, his adam's apple moving erratically.
Soon, Yin Mo approached the bar, meeting He Chen's deep eyes, slightly primping the sheer fabric at her chest, she asked simply, "Do you mean what you say?"
