[Warning: Mature Content]
She felt him use one hand to move them back while the other held her waist, and she quickly said, "You said you wouldn't let go!"
"I'm still holding you, baby," he replied teasingly. "Not to mention, you're holding me tight enough to choke me. I really wonder where this strength comes from for a delicate person such as yourself."
"Are you making fun of me?" Her brows furrowed slightly at his tease.
He let out a soft chuckle, "Who would dare to make fun of you?"
She knew this was his way of easing her tension. Still, with her eyes fixed on him, she opened her mouth to retort, only to feel a sudden gush of water fall over her, making her squeeze her eyes shut. It lasted only a couple of seconds before stopping.
With one hand still wrapped around Ivan's neck, she used the other to push back her wet hair and scowled, "What was that?!"
