I'll Only Slog Away for My Woman's Sake

Right when Lin Shiyu turned around, the man appeared before her.

Fu Qinglun had just taken a shower and he had changed into a black silky pajamas. The band around his waist was loosely tied and it revealed his sexy torso. His hair was dripping wet as it draped over his forehead, he had appeared even more youthful and charming than his usual look.

He was just like a model who just came down from the runway, but his aura was more of a distinguished one.

Yet, he looked at her coldly, saying those sarcastic words.

Holding his underwear while having perverted thoughts?

Lin Shiyu instantly raised her brows, lifting her arm to throw the piece of underwear that was originally in her hands onto his handsome face.

Fu Qinglun didn't move, he merely twisted his head to avoid it. The underwear flew past his cheek, landing on the carpeted ground.

"Return my cell phone!"