Lu Qingyan sputtered, "And that's illegal! You know that, right? That's—breaking and entering!"
"Incorrect." He placed his shoes neatly by the wall. "There was no breaking. The door was unlocked. The entering was announced. Technically, I'm just early."
"Technically—?!"
But before she could finish formulating a strongly worded complaint to the universe, Wang Jingyuan began walking toward her.
Slowly.
Casually.
Wang Jingyuan stood in the hallway and looked at her for a moment, then he slowly walked over, casually unzipping his jacket along the way. Afterwards, he hung it on his elbow.
When he took off his jacket, a corner of the black t-shirt underneath rose slightly. Lu Qingyan caught a glimpse of the abdominal muscle on his strong, yet thin waist. The lines were beautiful and smooth, flowing downward into the waistband. Although this scenery appeared to have gone by in a flash, the high sex appeal still left behind a profound impression.
