Lin Ruixin walked out of the bathroom, drying her dripping wet hair. Since Lin Jingyi had taken Chen Yang to work, she was alone at home and wore nothing at all. She cherished this sense of unrestrained freedom.
Having just showered, she was like a fresh lotus emerging from the water. Her skin, as smooth and creamy as jade, bore a faint flush from the bath, its fair and rosy hue extremely captivating. Crystal-clear droplets trickled down from her collarbones, gliding over her prominent peaks and rolling down her delicate, pink-tinged body, completely revealing the pristine purity of a young woman. The drops traveled down her flat stomach to the sparse patch of grass below, re-wetting the already damp area and half-revealing the full crevice beneath, like a hidden vista inviting one to bow their head and explore its sweet nectar.
CLICK.
At that moment, the door suddenly opened.
