Shi Mengwan's body was curled up there. She didn't speak, nor did she look at Zhan Haoze.
It was one thing to admit it in her heart, but it was another thing to express it and say it out loud.
She felt ashamed. In fact, every time she had an intimate relationship with Zhan Haoze, she felt ashamed.
This was something that couldn't be controlled. When they were together, no matter how satisfied they were, after they were done, they would feel empty.
Her body was carried in Zhan Haoze's arms, but she suddenly pushed his hand away.
"Don't touch me."
Zhan Haoze's hand stopped in mid-air. As he looked at her back, he didn't seem to understand what was wrong with her.
Shi Mengwan didn't look at him. She quickly got up, hurriedly picked up the outermost clothes and covered her body before entering the bathroom.
She locked the door and stayed inside for nearly half an hour. When she came out again, she had already tidied herself up.
