C72 Diao Ruxin

Qin Dongfang had just settled into the living room and turned on the TV when Lin Xiaoyue, clad in a bathrobe, appeared at the top of the stairs. "Qin Dongfang, did you hear any sounds of fighting just now?"

Looking up, Qin Dongfang caught sight of Lin Xiaoyue, her hair still damp, and was momentarily spellbound. Her ordinary bathrobe did little to conceal her flawless figure