"Yan, could you get me a robe?"
In the bathroom, after drying herself off, Wen Nuan realized a troubling issue. There was no robe; it was likely left outside.
Glancing at the bathroom, a mischievous glint flashed in Leng Yan’s eyes. He took out the lingerie set delivered by the courier, compared a few, and handed a white set with delicate pink floral edges to the slightly opened door, slightly squinting his eyes: "Darling, for you."
This was the most conservative set, yet it suited her. It had a playful elegance to it, and the fabric was soft. It would be...
Yep, it would be comfortable to hug for sure.
"Yan, I wanted a robe..." Wen Nuan’s face reddened as she looked at the top, skirt, belt, and a pair of thong briefs he handed over, astonished: "Where did these come from?"
"They were sent by the mall." Leng Yan chuckled softly, holding onto the door handle, eager to glimpse the beauty inside. Wen Nuan’s face reddened even more as she shut the door with a bang. Through the door, she asked: "So it wasn’t a servant earlier, but a delivery person?"
When she heard the door earlier during her bath, she thought Leng Yan had called a servant over for something and didn’t think much of it.
Leaning against the door, Leng Yan smiled wickedly: "I specifically picked this set from the TV, wear it and let me see."
She picked up each piece, shaking her head speechlessly: "Can I change into something else?"
The set appeared conservative, yet once worn, she found it was sexy and exquisite.
The star-shaped design at the chest perfectly exposed half her bosom, and the short, alluring top revealed her slender waist. The skirt barely covered her hips, and if she bent slightly...
Okay, she admitted she was shy, which was why she never wore any of the lingerie Tong Xi gifted her, even though she liked them.
"There’s no part of you I haven’t seen, why be shy?"
Leng Yan leaned against the headboard of the bed, his robe slightly open, revealing his honey-colored chest. His eyes sparkled with anticipation.
Yesterday, he was too hasty; today, he was determined to properly savor the beauty emerging from a bath...
His mischievous smile made Wen Nuan’s heart itch. Resolutely, she put on each garment.
But standing in front of the mirror, her cheeks blushed as if smeared with rouge.
The clothing was beautiful on her, accentuating her exquisite curves, but it was overwhelmingly feminine.
Bending slightly, her deep cleavage showed, and with a slight move, her small panties would be exposed to his view.
She couldn’t help but imagine Leng Yan’s expression when he saw her, hesitating whether to go out.
Leng Yan got off the bed, lightly knocking on the bathroom door, his eyes full of teasing light: "If you’re not coming out, do you want me to come in? Alright, I’d be very happy to oblige."
"You’re talking nonsense!" Wen Nuan retorted through the door: "That’s not what I want."
She was just too shy to come out.
"Then come out, if you’re not out by the time I count to ten, I’ll assume you want me to go in." Leng Yan licked his lips, his throat somewhat dry and parched.
His voice was husky: "Ten, nine..."
This unreasonable man, did she agree to do this?
Lips tightly pressed, Wen Nuan looked at the narrow bathroom space.
Letting him come in would be more embarrassing than going out herself.
Who was afraid of whom, and besides, as he said, he’s already seen everything. What did she have to be afraid of?
Resolutely, she splashed some water on her face, taking hold of the door handle.