Such deep and piercing eyes, as if they could peel away her skin and directly extract her truest thoughts.
Nan Wan had a moment of blankness in her mind, and when she came to her senses, she almost instinctively hung up the call and hid her phone behind her back.
Retracting her gaze, she continued watching the movie playing on the tablet, pursed her lips, "Did I... say the word 'check'?"
Mu Jin Huan leaned against the doorway, right hand still gripping the door handle, his robe slightly open, revealing a suntanned chest.
Looking at the woman's exquisite and beautiful profile, his face as calm as usual, he slowly asked, "Did I hear wrong?"
Nan Wan shifted her tingling legs a bit, adjusting to a more comfortable position, "I think so."
Mu Jin Huan just looked at her like that, his gaze calm and unruffled, with emotions extremely concealed deep within his dark eyes.
