The little girl tilted her head and said in a sweet voice, "Mommy is being lazy, the sun is already shining on her butt!"
The cheerful voice of the little girl drew laughter from everyone, and the man by the floor-to-ceiling window turned around upon hearing it, his gaze falling on the mother and daughter, a gentle smile curling his thin lips.
Crossley Gibson bent over, wearing a simple pure white dress that reached her knees, with a v-neck design, more sensual than innocent.
Finally, the man's gaze stopped at her neckline; when Crossley bent over, she was directly facing him, and from his angle, he could vaguely see several ambiguous pink marks going down from her neckline. His gaze flickered, then he turned away to continue his call, unaware that just a glance had stirred him deep inside.
Ose Owen chuckled; only she could make him long for this…
"Miss Gibson, if you're hungry, you can go ahead and eat." Butler He softly reminded her.
