A Perfect Match (149)

Liang Yin licked her lips but said nothing. She touched her cheek. It seemed… She was the kind who didn't know how to act coquettish.

Qin Zhou took a last bite of toast and looked across at her. He rubbed the tips of his fingers lightly, casually cleaning the crumbs off.

"More milk?"

"Yeah … sure."

"A glass of warm milk in the morning nourishes the stomach."

Liang Yin watched in a daze as Qin Zhou stood up. For a moment, she could not take her eyes off him.

…

Psssss…

Looking into the mirror, the actor casually picked up the can of hair mousse and sprayed his blow-dried hair, and carefully styled it. A towel was wrapped around his waist. As he combed his hair, he noticed from the corner of his eye that his chest muscles had somewhat shrunk.

"Tsk!"

It had only been a short time. Liang Yin had not paid any attention to exercise and now his chest muscles had shrunk.

Heartbreak!