Ling Jing deliberately stood in front of Su Peizhen. One of his hands turned to support the wall by her neck, while the other wrapped around her waist.
The distance between the two was so close that Su Peizhen could smell the refreshing scent of shower gel on his body. It was her usual brand, the scent of Orange.
But this man used it, and it smelled different. In addition to the smell of Orange, there was also the smell of the other man.
Seeing Ling Jing's self-righteous charm and the confident smile on Ling Jing's face, Su Peizhen raised her hand and pushed him away with force on his chest.
"I've disappointed you. I really don't have any thoughts."
Su Peizhen took a step back and looked at the water splashed on the ground after Ling Jing came out of the bathtub. Then, she looked at the pile of bubbles in the bathtub.
Her gaze turned colder as she turned to look at Ling Jing.
