C621 Obligations of the Husband

The man inside the door must have just had a bath. His upper body was exposed, and a towel wrapped around his waist was loose, as if he could fall at any time. Lu Yihan had a good figure, with skin the color of wheat and his muscles clearly defined. His black hair had not been dried yet, so he grabbed a dry towel, wiped it randomly, and leaned to the side, "Come in.

"…" Xinyu wasn't used to it