"You're here?"
Zhang Yijun heard the Nanshen's voice and looked towards the other side of the room. Nanshen came out with a white bathrobe wrapped around her. Her hair was still half wet. She looked extremely lazy and had a special charm.
Zhang Yijun awkwardly turned around and sat down on the chair beside him to pour himself a glass of red wine. He shook the glass and said," Didn't I come to drink with you?" "
Nanshen pulled off her bathrobe with a smile. There was only a thin silk sling skirt left inside. She sat on the chair next to Zhang Yijun. Her black dress was lined with snow-white skin and was full of charm. Her delicate hand held the glass Zhang Yijun had just finished and poured another half into it. She held the glass and waved it in front of him. Zhang Yijun could only see
