Coming out of the bathroom again, Jing Zhixuan had already put on black suit trousers and a white shirt, buttoned up to the third button below his neck.
With an abstinent air all over his body and face, he continued to talk on the phone, as if discussing business matters, which made Su Mu, who had finally finished rinsing his mouth and was about to repay, beep all of a sudden.
Kong has a heart to repay his kindness, but he doesn't have the courage to pick up the other party's pants. >_