Sunac Binjiang No.1 Courtyard, Building 8, Unit 2102.
The whole-house air conditioning, dehumidifier, and air purifier hummed silently, keeping the indoor temperature at a constant 24°C—the most comfortable temperature for the human body.
But no matter how stable the temperature, it couldn't mask the fervent heat of Lin Shen's heart.
He sat on the soft, comfortable Goodman sofa, not leaning back to sink into it, but with his fingers interlaced, his arms resting on his spread knees. He leaned slightly forward, his blazing gaze fixed ahead.
At that moment, a graceful and charming figure was dancing elegantly.
The white and gold traditional-style ruqun she wore clung to her voluptuous figure, perfectly accentuating her beautiful form.
However, the black garter stockings on her legs "shattered" this atmosphere.
What was originally an elegant, traditional dance passed down for millennia was now in stark visual contrast with the black stockings on her legs.
