Qiu Tingting walked up to Wang Xiaoshuai's bedside, surveying him with a face brimming with interest. How impressive he was!
Having worked in the clinical field for so many years, she had never seen someone so robust, with muscles nearly proportioned to the golden ratio, sinuous as a dragon's tendons.
Truly, a man like him was rare in this world!
Without being able to help herself, she reached out her delicate hand, her index finger lightly tracing Wang Xiaoshuai's muscles.
Just as she was about to continue downwards, she suddenly felt she was being too rash, especially as the look Wang Xiaoshuai had given her yesterday flashed through her mind.
What if Wang Xiaoshuai couldn't contain himself at that moment? The consequences were too dreadful to imagine.
