Chapter 117

The bastard approached me a few minutes later, and he was extremely handsome! I'm not hypocritical, but I wouldn't argue that his facial hair made him more attractive than before. “Finally, you've arrived,” I told him as he sat down opposite me.

He replied, “Okay,” and then crossed his legs in a casual manner.

When he crossed his legs, I could see his muscular thighs from where I stood, a sight that should have been reserved for intimate couples only. After closing my eyes for a few seconds, I inquired, “Why don't you wear something more appropriate while I’m here?”

“No, I prefer this one because it's so comfortable,” he responded in a disdainful manner, completely ignoring my advice that he dress more appropriately.

When I was unable to convince him to change into more appropriate attire, such as jeans or sweatpants, I sighed in disappointment. I was unable to complete my work due to his hairy legs and muscular thighs, and I wished he would cooperate with m