Her body was heavily pressed onto the bed, and Sheng Jianan kept kissing and kissing until a certain string in his heart was taut and about to snap. Only then did Sheng Jianan release her, his eyes dark as he turned and walked into the bathroom.
Tang Yanqi heard the sound of water splashing from inside and only then remembered she was not in a convenient condition. She couldn't help but let out a self-deprecating laugh, realizing she had forgotten all about it earlier, and felt it was hard on him to have remembered.
Sheng Jianan took a cold shower for a while to calm down, casually wrapped himself in a bathrobe, and came out.
Drops of water glistened on his short hair, with a few mischievously trailing slowly down his neck.
Sheng Jianan's appearance was already brazen, coupled with his innate noble temperament, making him appear even more imperious. But now, with the robe loosely draped over him, there was an added touch of sensuality that made it hard to look away.
