hapter446
The bathroom door was closed, and soon the sound of water could be
heard.
I pursed my lips and picked up the robe beside me, putting it on.
I got up and stepped on the carpet, my legs feeling sore and trembling slightly.
I leaned against the edge of the bed for a while before slowly walking towards the low table by the window.
Breakfast was placed on top, and it had almost cooled down.
I drank the glass of milk and then walked to the bathroom door and
waited.
Before long, the door of the bathroom opened.
I hurried to meet him.
Reynaldo was slightly startled, and after a while, a smirk appeared at the corner of his lips.
Those handsome features of Ying, coupled with that hint of a smirk, instantly reminded me of words like ‘well–dressed and refined‘ and ‘cultured scoundrel‘.
He smiled at me meaningfully and said, “What, didn’t have enough last night, want more?”
I frowned and glared at him, not saying a word.
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He chuckled and walked past me to the wardrobe to get dressed.
My gaze unconsciously drifted away.
The moment I saw him untie the towel, my face turned red and I quickly looked away.
However, it was just a quick glance, and I saw ambiguous scratch marks on his back and even down to his waist.
I twisted my fingers, and my face burned even more.
It looks like I need to trim my nails.
I am going out now. Breakfast has been delivered, so you can eat it slowly.
If you need anything, you can knock on the door, there is always someone outside.”
I turned around quickly and saw that he had already put on his clothes. and was buttoning the cuffs.
Reynaldo was a natural clothes hanger, the well–tailored shirt draped on him, making him look tall and handsome, dignified and unparalleled. The black color added a touch of stability to his whole person.
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frowned and said, “I have never thought that way, so please don’t guess randomly, okay?”
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