Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit
Blair carefully blow-dried Mable’s hair and even applied a hair serum for her.
After drying her hair, Mable immediately burrowed into the blanket, leaving only a pair of eyes staring straight at Blair.
Blair loosened his tie, bent down, and lightly pecked her forehead, his voice gentle. “Be good and wait for me. I’ll take a shower.”
Then, he went into the bathroom.
Before long, he finished washing up and came out with only a white bath towel around his waist, revealing his wheat-colored chest and lean waist.
Mable stared at his beautiful abdominal muscles and smiled. “With your figure, it’s a shame you’re not a model.”
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