In the bathroom.
Mist filled the air, and water splashed everywhere.
the bathroom wasn't big, and after he rushed in, it felt even more cramped. it was hot, and all the air mixed together in the tight space.
It made all his senses incomparably clear at this moment.
A blurry mist.
Her body was vaguely outlined.
She was snow-white and tender.
Her alluring collarbones, her fatally soft curves that were half-covered by her long black hair, her small waist, and her long legs.
she heard the sound and opened her eyes.
her face was covered in water droplets, and she was like a lotus out of clear water, fair and pure.
Seeing him come in, she just looked at him without saying anything.
rong zhan approached her step by step.
There was no lust in his red eyes, only struggle and pain.
He was afraid that she would leave him.
Sang Xia looked at him.
this stubborn, arrogant, and dispirited lone wolf.
