More precisely, Leandro was only wearing swim trunks.
After all, men's swimwear only had one option, which was a pair of square-cut swim trunks.
Charlotte had just looked over and immediately saw the well-defined abs.
It wasn't the first time she had seen it, but she still couldn't help but blush: "You, you want to go swimming?"
She averted her gaze in a panic, anxiously looking around for a place to rest her eyes.
After searching for a while, Charlotte finally found a good spot - the handrail behind the stairs, where Leandro was.
She looked at the handrail of the stairs, paused for a moment, calmed down, and then shifted her gaze to Leandro's eyes, locking eyes with him.
His black eyes looked at her, and the usually calm gaze now had a hint of amusement. "Isn't Mrs. Romero coming a
