The Miracle Doctor Won’t Be A Kept Man
Catching sight of the magical harp out of the corner of his eye, he hesitated for a moment before whispering a few words into Snow’s ear.
Snow blushed, but she nodded and said softly, “Give me a second.”
She spun around and ran into the bathroom.
Kiran fixed his stare on the harp. He refused to believe it, and he wanted to challenge this reality.
Five minutes later, the door opened, and Snow walked out.
When Kiran saw her, his eyes lit up with delight.
She had changed into a black translucent sleeveless nightgown.
At this moment, she was just like the goddess of beauty descended from the heavens.