After fooling around in the study for god knows how long, Stanley Batton reluctantly let go of Xyla Quest and carried her back to the master bedroom to take a shower together.

After the shower, Xyla sat in front of the dressing table to put on her skincare products.

Stanley, on the other hand, was sitting on the bed and looking at his phone.

Stanley had nothing on except a white towel wrapped around his lower body.

His perfect muscle lines were visible under the light.

Xyla, on the other hand, was wearing a white, silk, high-cut nightgown with straps.

Her hair naturally fell over her waist. Although she didn’t have any makeup, she still looked pretty as a fairy on earth.

The duo’s delicate, cold, fair skin was covered with various splotches of red marks.

Everything was a manifestation of how wild they were earlier.

“Were you treated poorly at the bank today? Hmm?” Stanley was looking at a trending topic on Weibo about Xyla at the bank. His handsome face suddenly turned cold.