The same romantic evening filled with enchantment.
The same scenario.
Tang Xiaofei, holding Ye Chenxi's pajamas, stood at the bathroom door and asked him, "Need any help?"
In the bathroom, Ye Chenxi, much like his father, replied teasingly, "Help? Sure, but you'll need to strip before coming in."
Tang Xiaofei, "..."
She glared at the frosted glass door, grinding her teeth in frustration, caught between laughter and tears.
She knew what he meant. No way was she going to foolishly strip and go in; that would be so embarrassing.
Ignoring him, she placed his pajamas on the bedside table, leaned back against the headboard, and stared unblinkingly at the door.
On countless nights, she had often watched him emerge with a white towel wrapped around him, his smooth body without an ounce of extra flesh, a solid, sexy chest, and those inverted triangle abs that were simply irresistible.
To be honest, she had been eagerly anticipating the night of their union for a long time.
