บท 1182: A Gift of Thanks

The girl opposite him looked like she had probably just taken a shower. Her hair was a little messy, and the ends that were still a little damp were casually draped behind her.

She was wearing a pearl-white spaghetti strap nightdress. The thin straps hung over her thin, straight shoulders. She had delicate collarbones, and rounded shoulders.

The color of her nightdress was already extremely white, but on her body, it still could not be compared to her delicate, milky-white skin.

As she was lying on the bed, the neckline of her pajamas was hanging loosely.

Her snow-white figure caught him off guard.

As the soft light fell upon her, every inch of her body was reflected in his eyes very clearly.

Shen Li also immediately noticed that something was wrong. The moment Lu Huaiyu answered the call, she had quickly sat up in a flurry.

The camera shook.