The living room was playing light music.
Bai Lan was now dressed in a form-fitting outfit.
She was practicing yoga.
Her movements were graceful and smooth.
Ye Qiu's throat felt a bit dry, and sweat was beading densely on his forehead.
"What's wrong with you?"
As if sensing Ye Qiu's burning gaze, Bai Lan suddenly stopped and looked at him, asking.
"Nothing, just a bit thirsty!"
He swallowed hard, hurriedly explaining.
Faced with such a charming woman, his inner peace was long gone...
"Really nothing?"
Bai Lan smiled, walking over to Ye Qiu.
How could she not understand what Ye Qiu meant?
The phone in Ye Qiu's pocket inconveniently rang.
Interrupted in a good moment, he was naturally a bit unhappy.
But seeing the caller ID was Cat, Ye Qiu instantly swallowed his anger.
"King! There's something I need to discuss with you!"
Without hesitation, Cat got straight to the point from the other end.
"What is it?"
Ye Qiu asked curiously.
