"I'm coming down to enjoy the night breeze." Cheng Zhu spoke.
After saying that, he glanced at the fully equipped homebody artist and smiled, saying, "Besides, there's so many people downstairs at the hotel."
The slightly plump fox felt something melt away inside her upon hearing this.
Cheng Zhu was reeking of alcohol, filling the elevator with the smell of smoke and liquor, yet she didn't resist, only feeling her heart full, with a sense of being cared for.
After stepping out of the elevator, she fell a step behind Cheng Zhu, following him, secretly observing his back.
The artist's occupational habit kicked in, she thought the boss looked quite handsome today, wearing a formal suit, wanting to imprint this scene in her memory.
Cheng Zhu wore a white shirt paired with black trousers. With his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs, even just his back view gave off an impression of attractiveness.
