His back

When Lin Hanxing came out of the bathroom, the Lei family had already left.

Thunder owl was standing in the kitchen, cleaning up the mess.

Lin Hanxing looked at him as he dried his hair and leaned against the door.

His tall and broad back was currently wrapped in tailored casual clothes, giving people a sense of security.

As for the slim waist ...

She suddenly remembered that in Mengsong, he had held her hand and wandered it along the tattoo on his waist.

Lei Xiao was sorting the trash.

"Come here." He didn't even turn his head, his voice low and magnetic.

Lin Hanxing walked over.

Lei Xiao glanced at her and handed her a glass of freshly squeezed fruit juice.

"Go over there and drink." One order after another.

At the same time, he also glanced at her two fair and straight legs that were exposed outside her beige sports shorts.

Lin Hanxing sat on the high chair obediently with a mug in his arms.