Putting on his bathrobe, Jiang Weiyi took a deep breath in the mirror, put on a harmless smile, opened the door and went out, "Qianqian, I've washed it, let's change it to you."
No one responded to her.
Jiang Weiwei tied up his bathrobe and looked up, shouting as he walked, "Qianqian——"
What answered her was not the sound of water, but the sound of water...
The huge three-seat leather sofa faced her back.
Xiang Yutian was extremely luxurious, even the furniture in the maid's room was of the highest quality, all purchased from Italian handicraft factories.
Therefore, the maid's room is not like a maid's room, but exudes the luxurious atmosphere of the upper class.
And at this time——
A head of fresh and neat short hair is exposed behind the sofa.
Qianqian doesn't have such a height and will only be completely blocked by the back of the sofa. She doesn't have such short hair either.
This is a man.
And there is only one person who can freely enter and leave the Xiang family's maid room - Xiang Yutian!
run!
Jiang Weiyi almost immediately ran away towards the door, grabbing the metal door handle with both hands and turning it as hard as he could.
The door seemed to be rooted and motionless.
An indescribable fear quickly spread throughout her body, and Jiang Weiwei was so anxious that he wanted to kick down the door with his foot...
"Your skin is very white and your hand feels good."
A lazy male voice came from behind her, carrying a flirtatious frivolity.
Jiang Weiwei turned around like a frightened bird, pressed his back tightly against the door, and looked at the man on the sofa in horror.
Still that charming face.
Xiang Yutian sat casually on the sofa, his slender legs spread apart, and a jet black shirt made his whole person look more sharp and full of wildness.
"you remember me?"
She thought he had forgotten her.
"I usually don't forget about the women I haven't gotten." The corners of Xiang Yutian's lips curled up evilly, and he spoke frankly, with a hint of drunkenness flashing in his eyes.
"..."
"It's been half a month, and I've been missing your... body."
Xiang Yutian stared straight at the TV in front of him, his eyes were like those of a hunting beast, revealing raw and raw desire, and he passed his thumb across his lips, as if he still had something to say.
What is he looking at?
Jiang Weiwei pressed against the door and followed his line of sight to look at the TV——
From this angle, she could clearly see that what was shown on the TV was a familiar place.
The familiar white mist, the familiar glass, the familiar shower gel...and the light/naked woman taking a bath.
This is clearly a video of her just taking a shower.
He also installed surveillance cameras in Qianqian’s bathroom!
From beginning to end, every inch of her body... was in his eyes, being visually raped by him.
Jiang Weiwei's face turned pale, his breathing began to become uneven, his body began to tremble involuntarily, and an unprecedented sense of shame shot through his body.
"Shameless——"
Jiang Weiwei picked up the vase on the cabinet nearby and threw it at Xiang Yutian, screaming at the top of his lungs.
The calmness and self-possession I had had since childhood were completely shattered.
How could he do that!
Xiang Yutian was sitting on the sofa, without even changing his sitting posture. He raised his hand and easily grabbed the vase.
"You'd better remember this! Anyone who is my Xiang Yutian can scold anyone, but you can't scold me!"
After saying that, Xiang Yutian threw the vase on the ground and turned to look at her pale face coldly, "Otherwise, you will not be able to afford the price."