He Xiyan turned around, looking straight into Ye Hao's burning eyes.
Just as she was about to say something, Ye Hao lifted her up and went into the bathroom.
When they came out again, they were both wrapped in a bath towel only, some droplets remaining on their bodies.
She almost recovered entirely, finally able to lead a normal life of husband and wife.
With the romantic atmosphere in this suite, their instinctive desire was given more display.
He Xiyan turned around. Somehow, she began to be shy here, though she was not shy at home. With her teeth gritted tightly, she stood under a decorative tree in the room, motionless, until the towel suddenly fell onto the ground.
Dense kisses fell on her neck.
Ye Hao pulled her into his arms, his eyes burning with heat. He reached out his hand, patting her face gently. After a while, he said two words very lightly, "Kiss me!"
(He Xiyan)...
