Lilith truly is a crazy woman.
Not crazy, how else would she think of taking a bath together right now?
Afraid the passion won't last the whole day?
But when he saw Lilith walking towards him wrapped in a towel, he couldn't control his eyes.
The Beauty President's figure was graceful, her long, white legs like peeled young bamboo shoots, delicate yet resilient.
The towel draped down, barely covering much skin, revealing the perfect curve of her legs as she walked.
The bathroom light shone on her jade-like skin, exuding a faint luster, reminiscent of ancient sculptures of the Goddess of Beauty, enticing imagination.
At that moment, he truly understood what "feast for the eyes" meant.
He indeed wanted to devour the Beauty President.
Of course, someone still maintained their last bit of stubbornness, watching her lather the bath cloth, shyly saying:
"Wha-what are you doing?!"
"I heard guys like this, not sure if you would?"
"L-like?!"
