Jin Jumo took a deep breath, cold sweat drenching her back, as she nervously watched the man calmly helping her with her shoes.
"There are no female slippers in the villa, you'll have to make do," Rong Mochen glanced at Jin Jumo and said casually.
Jin Jumo looked down at the gray cotton slippers on her feet; they were so large, it seemed like both her feet could fit into one.
"Bundling yourself up so tightly, what are you guarding against?" Rong Mochen snorted abruptly, his sharp eyes revealing an understanding of everything.
Jin Jumo bit her lip, saying sullenly, "Mr. Rong, you really have a sense of humor, hehe."
Rong Mochen squinted, half-smiling at Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo quickly lowered her eyelashes.
Rong Mochen let out a low chuckle, his large hand supporting Jin Jumo's waist as he picked her up and headed towards the large bed in the master bedroom.
