This however, seemed to make Ji Shiting's eyes light up.
He curled his lips and said, "What are you afraid of?"
His deep and hoarse voice cut Ye Shengge's nerves like a knife.
Her scalp went numb as she thought, That's right. What was there to be afraid of? At most, he would sleep with her. Wasn't that her goal all along? It was rare for him to have such thoughts, yet she actually flinched. Even she found it unreasonable.
Besides, he might not let her get what she wanted so easily.
She walked to the bathtub, but she didn't dare look at his lower body.
"How about … I put some shower gel on you first?" She looked at him with her eyes wide open, pretending to be calm, but her trembling voice revealed her nervousness.
"Okay," Ji Shiting said.
Ye Shengge breathed a sigh of relief, squeezed some shower gel, squatted down and wiped his chest.
She couldn't help retracting her hand as she felt his burning chest.
