The clean and white bathroom was filled with mist and steam.
Zhao Anan was not cold anymore. As Mu Qing had said, she was very hot.
She was pressed against the wall by Mu Qing. Only the white ceramic tiles on the wall could keep her temperature down so that she would not be melted by Mu Qing's heat.
Zhao Anan bit her lip and said in a seductive voice,""Qing ... Slow down ... Didn't you say you were going to take a bath ..."
Mu Qing bit her earlobe and said in a low voice, "Isn't this just a bath? Do you think that I can take a bath with you after I strip you naked? You're overestimating my self-control ..."
Zhao Anan had lost count of how many times he had done it. When she came out of the bathroom, she had no more strength left.
Mu Qing wrapped her in a bath towel and tucked her into the blanket. Then he wiped off the water on his body, got into bed and hugged her. He said in an ambiguous tone,"Sleep naked, I like it this way."
