Luo Anning nodded and Rong Yan bent forward to ask, "Does it still hurt?"
Luo Anning's face turned as red as a tomato and all her blood was rushing to her face. He, he, he… he's being so lustful.
Rong Yan traced her lips and chuckled. "Anning, does it still hurt?"
She moved her head back and answered, "Mm… no."
Rong Yan stared at her intently, his dark and gloomy eyes glistening like stars, making Luo Anning feel like she had been targeted by a wolf.
His gaze was too intense and fiery that she could not even take her eyes off him or stop herself from getting aroused…
"It's good that it doesn't hurt." Rong Yan swiftly removed her clothes and said with raised brows, "Let's shower together then."
