Liancheng Yazhi didn't move. He leaned on Rong Yan's shoulder and said pitifully, " "Aiya, my wife's despising me. I'm really a little depressed, hehe."
Rong Yan,"Yingluo."
alright, stop joking. Hurry up and take a shower.
liancheng yazhi still held on to her and refused to let go.
Rong Yan thought for a moment and nodded.
After nodding, Rong Yan felt a little regretful. Whenever they took a bath together, there was basically no time where they didn't have an accident. Every time, they had to do it before they talked about it. The last time was an exception.
It would be fine if it was a normal day, but today, Liancheng Yazhi had rushed back for such a long time. If they were to do that again, wouldn't it be a little hard to follow their heart?
After more than an hour of worrying, the two of them finally came out of the bathroom, drenched. Rong Yan was carried out weakly.
