Feng Ling muttered, "Don't be here…"
…
Feng Ling really lost her temper…
"Boss… let go… I… can't…"
…
She was still in a daze for a long while. Li Nanheng held her in his arms and twisted some shampoo onto Feng Ling's head.
Right now, Feng Ling was completely weak. The man had already pressed her into the bathtub by the side. She leaned against it weakly and allowed him to wash her hair and then her body. The man showered and kissed her again. She looked up at him in shock.
She was really too tired…
However, Li Nanheng was unhurried. He seemed to be very patient as he washed her. He also washed himself clean and then carried her out of the bathroom and placed her on the bed in the bedroom.
It was still raining heavily outside. Li Nanheng took advantage of Feng Ling's momentary distraction to remove her towel before pressing it down on Feng Ling again.
