109 His Shirt

There...on the door frame, Xi Jian stood and looked at her sharply. Xi Jian intended to show her where he put the hair dryer or something like that in case she needed it. He was too shocked to close the closet door again when he saw Ling Yue waddling in front of the mirror.

She portrayed his imagination in his head about her very perfectly. She looked so damn hot! And beautiful. Slowly, his feet brought him closer to her.

Ling Yue gasped not knowing what to say. She was caught wearing his shirt. Her face, her ears to her neck turned red.

"Si-Since when were you there?" Ling Yue avoided his eyes. She had closed the door earlier, how could she not hear how he opened it?

"Since 'I'm not sure where this sexy level is'."

"What?!"

So he opened the door right after she closed it?

"Sorry, I'll change it soon ..." Ling Yue could no longer contain her embarrassment. She walked past Xi Jian trying to get out of this situation immediately.