In the villa suite, Gu Bai had just finished his bath and was draped in a bathrobe while lounging on the huge sofa, fiddling with his phone. But his thoughts were completely carried away by the sound of water coming from the bathroom.
He didn't know how long it had been, but to Gu Bai, it felt as long as half a century.
In his two lifetimes, it was the first time Gu Bai was tasting foreign seafood, and he was inevitably a bit excited.
When Dasha Talan walked out of the bathroom, her long chestnut hair was still wet, with water droplets continuously dripping down. Her white bathrobe covered the key parts of her body, and upon seeing Gu Bai lying on the sofa, her face was slightly flushed, possibly because she had just had a bath.
"Come sit here."
Seeing Dasha Talan coming out of the bathroom, Gu Bai's tone carried a hint of command.
But Dasha Talan didn't seem bothered at all; instead, she walked over to Gu Bai like an obedient little kitten, with light, graceful steps.
