"…"
Bai Muchuan's gaze was hot like fire.
Xiang Wan paused for a while then scrunched up her nose.
"Besides, you haven't even bathed. You just came out from the kitchen, there's the smell of cooking oil on you…"
Bai Muchuan's gaze dimmed slightly. "You're bothered by the smell?"
He used more strength and squeezed her tiny waist, as though he could break her in half anytime.
"You… you're an annoying little thing. I wished I could strangle you to death."
He was all ready but she refused to let him.
Not only that, she even said that he had not taken a bath.
Yet ironically, this woman was the one who kept setting him on fire, and when he was raging in flames, she splashed a ladle of cold water on him.
If he had not known that she had drank a little too much, Bai Muchuan would surely suspect that she wanted to prank him…
"Fine. We shall take a bath."
