She could hear his approaching footsteps.
Then she felt his strong grip on her waist before being lifted from the sofa once more.
Her body went limp, as though there was no strength left in her. She leaned into Mo Xicheng's embrace.
She was so nervous about what was about to happen that she had almost forgotten to breathe.
Carrying her, the man walked to the master bedroom upstairs, one step at a time.
The en suite bathroom door was open, so she saw wisps of swirling steam.
He lowered his head to look at her and asked, "Yao Yao, shall we take a shower first?"
She nodded even though she had not really heard what he was saying.
After gently removing her clothes, he carried her to the bathtub.
It was not till her skin was in contact with the hot water that she suddenly realized where she was, and that she was actually taking a bath with Mo Xicheng?
