Rong Yan's hands roamed down her shoulders and groped her while she bit her lip and shrugged his hand away fiercely. She then struggled in a bid to stand up.
However, things did not go the way that she expected them to. Rong Yan's breathing became heavier and he stared at her with an intense gaze like he was going to devour her.
Luo Anning frowned and said, "Rong Yan, let me go first."
"Don't move." Rong Yan muttered in a low and raspy voice that had a tinge of masculine sexiness.
"I won't move, so let go of me."
"Don't even think about it!"
The sounds of water splashing filled the air and water poured out of the bathtub, causing the floor to be covered by water and foam.
Luo Anning was lifted from the bathtub by Rong Yan who turned on the tap and flushed all the bubbles away from their bodies.
