Waking up the next morning, Zhao Xinmei stepped out of the room wearing a floral dress.
She bumped into Chen Bin standing at the door. After a moment of surprise, she instinctively asked,
"Why are you standing here?"
Chen Bin replied with a smile, "I'm hungry, you know, but I didn't want to disturb your rest, so I just waited here."
"If you're hungry, cook for yourself. Why rely on me?"
Though reluctant, Zhao Xinmei immediately headed to the kitchen.
Chen Bin followed her, gazing at those pearly white thighs with a heart full of emotion.
Although Zhao Xinmei looked quite sexy in black stockings, there's a certain charm to seeing her just like this.
His eyes traveled down her slender waist, noting how the somewhat heavy-looking dress couldn't hide her perfect figure.
Especially her full, rounded hips that made one's heart itch just looking at them.
Chen Bin really wished to pull Zhao Xinmei into his arms and insert his mighty dragon from behind.
