Fresh from his shower, Charles Yin's lean, powerful physique was on full display. His muscles weren't exaggerated, but just right—radiating a raw, masculine beauty.
Charles Yin watched as Cici walked towards him, his gaze instantly drawn to her little feet in slippers.
Mmm, his Little Mole was beautiful no matter what.
"This is a bottle of red wine that's been cellared here since the 16th century. Hokkaido's climate is perfect, and the wine is aged under the sea, preserving its original flavor. Try it." Charles Yin raised his glass and gently clinked it with Cici's.