The hand holding hers was burning tight.
Qiao Xi looked down, her eyelashes fluttered, "It's on the nightstand, I'll go shower first."
Shen Dang pulled her to the bedside, looked at that box of things, picked it up, and held it in his hand.
"Let's go."
Qiao Xi looked up in confusion, "?"
Go where?
And what was he doing with that box?
Shen Dang dragged her into the bathroom.
Qiao Xi watched as he closed the bathroom door, and the next second his breath wrapped around her ear.
Qiao Xi's tailbone went numb.
The air was inexplicably hot and dry.
Qiao Xi was overwhelmed with emotions, and she went soft at once, especially when she met his dark eyes, she lost the ability to move.
Was it too late to regret it now?
Of course not!
At this point, how could Shen Dang possibly let anyone escape?
In the humid bathroom, steam was rising, he was utmost in giving her tenderness, and Qiao Xi had the illusion of drowning in warm water.
He led her all the way.
