Chapter 297: The Living Voldemort

At that moment, Qian Zhirou's face was flushed as she tugged at my bath towel. Fortunately, I was still wearing underwear beneath it, but soaked from the hot spring, my undergarments clung tightly to my body.

I frowned, looking at the woman-like Qian Zhirou in front of me, her gaze sticking to my body, the greed in her eyes nearly spilling out.

Seeing no reaction from me, her boldness grew, and she moved closer, her slender white arm encircling my neck, exhaling on my shoulder like an orchid blossom, "Mr. Lin, do you want to give it a try with me?"

Curious about Qian Zhirou's proposition, a playful smile curled at the corner of my lips, "Oh? Why don't you tell me, why should I give it a try with you?"

My fingers tangled in Qian Zhirou's hair, toying with the fine strands. Her face turned even redder, her voice slightly stammered, "Isn't my beauty enough for you?"