"Yan, could you get me a robe?"
In the bathroom, after drying herself off, Wen Nuan realized a troubling issue. There was no robe; it was likely left outside.
"Hold on a second."
Glancing at the bathroom, a mischievous glint flashed in Leng Yan's eyes. He took out the lingerie set delivered by the courier, compared a few, and handed a white set with delicate pink floral edges to the slightly opened door, slightly squinting his eyes: "Darling, for you."
This was the most conservative set, yet it suited her. It had a playful elegance to it, and the fabric was soft. It would be...
Yep, it would be comfortable to hug for sure.
"Yan, I wanted a robe..." Wen Nuan's face reddened as she looked at the top, skirt, belt, and a pair of thong briefs he handed over, astonished: "Where did these come from?"
