Lincoln wiped his wet hair with a towel in one hand. Drops of water fell from his chest muscles to his abdominal muscles and his black pants.
Hanson looked at Lincoln's model figure and was stunned for a second. "Oh! Don't look at him!"
As he spoke, he blocked Zayla's vision with his booklet.
Lincoln threw the towel on the sofa. He stepped forward and took Hanson's booklet.
"Why are you blocking Zayla's vision?"
"She has seen it before."
Zayla thought in confusion, what? When have I seen it?
The next second, Lincoln raised the booklet to block Hanson's line of sight.
"You should block your eyes."
Hanson was petrified. After coming back to his senses, he poked out from behind the booklet.
"Linkin, there is no need to block me. I am also a man."
"You?" Lincoln snorted coldly and corrected, "You are just a boy."
Hanson was speechless.