Chapter 148: This blood isn't mine

As John stepped out, he immediately noticed a little girl wrapped up in a bundle of blankets, with only her small head sticking out and holding a phone, seemingly engrossed in something.

She looked incredibly adorable.

John couldn't help but squint his eyes.

When Diana turned around, she was greeted with a captivating image of a handsome guy who could easily stir one's heart, as if straight out of a magazine.

John stood at the doorway, wearing a bathrobe loosely tied around his waist with a cord. His slightly damp hair clung to his head.

His exquisite facial features were sculpted like a work of art, and his deep eyes resembled two solitary stars.

Contrary to her expectations, he didn't flaunt his well-built figure, but rather dressed conservatively.

In fact, only his neck was visible.

However, in the current situation, this restrained allure was even more provocative than blatant nudity.

The more modestly he dressed, th