Rushing to the elevator, Leng Zirui glanced at the elevator still far below. He raised his eyebrows and turned to the safety stairs, quickly running down.
The distance of one floor was covered rapidly. Arriving at Xu Xia's room door, he took out the key card from his pocket and swiped it to open the door, then pushed it open and shut it behind him, immediately heading into the bedroom.
Inside the red canopy, on the large round bed covered with crimson couple sheets, Xu Xia lay with her face to the side at the center, the hem of her long dress lightly fluttering, revealing half of her long leg, while the other leg was faintly visible through the sheer skirt.
That posture was incredibly seductive.
At the first sight of her, Leng Zirui's breath tightened.
Striding over, he quickly extended his finger to her nose tip; her breathing was calm but steady.
