"Miss Asher, since your foot seems fine now, why don't you go change clothes first? I'll be on my way." Fang Jueyu moved to grab the door handle.
But Asher blocked the way with her body, immediately shielding the door handle behind her as she reached out to grab Fang Jueyu's hand.
Her once innocent and pitiful expression vanished, replaced by an extreme allure.
"Damn, a top-tier white lotus flower," he thought, realizing this wasn't entering a lair of Spider Demons, but rather a fox spirit's den. He'd encountered many women, but none as bold as this.
"Mr. Fang, it's just the two of us here. You can do whatever you want," Asher said, tracing her slender fingers over his chest.
"Miss Asher, kindly show some respect," Fang Jueyu brushed her hand away with a slap. "I have a girlfriend, and Xinyu considers you a friend. You've only just met, but doing something like this seems rather inappropriate, doesn't it?"
