Chapter 189 Intimacy

When James Feng woke up, he found the soft woman beside him had got up and left the room. He checked the time. It’s not late. Then he sat up, setting out for excise. He put on his clothes and walked outside. Christy Zhong was sitting by the desk in the study and drawing something on the paper. Out of curiosity, he walked over and asked coldly, “What are you doing?” Being immersed in painting, Christy was startled by him. She raised her head abruptly and said awkwardly, “President Feng....