Defensive

Xia Yanran's pupils constricted.

She stared at that pair of stilettos for a moment, her chest heaving.

But she was not a girl anymore. She trusted Xiao Yi so she would not leave on an impulse because of a pair of high heels before finding out the truth.

If he really had any other thoughts, he would not give her the password for his house.

Xia Yanran's heart that had jumped into her throat, slowly returned to normal.

Xia Yanran did not change her shoes and went into the living room with her suitcase.

When she was by the sofa, one of the room doors in the hallway that was connected to the living room, suddenly opened and a woman, who had just taken a bath and wearing a male shirt, walked out.

The woman had a slender figure, her long hair dripping wet and plastered to her shoulders. She was using a towel to wipe it.

The woman was wearing a pair of big men's grey slippers. Her ankles were slender and her skin was delicate like a jade.