Liancheng Yazhi was lying naked in the bathtub, which was full of water. His whole body was abnormally red, and his hands were tightly holding the edge of the bathtub. The veins on the back of his hands were popping, his hair was wet, and his face was covered in sweat. His eyes were closed, and his face had a pained expression.
Rong Yan hurriedly walked over and placed her cold hand on Liancheng Yazhi's forehead. It was burning hot to the touch. The temperature was frighteningly hot, and Rong Yan was shocked.
Just as she was about to call Liancheng Yazhi, he suddenly opened his eyes. His dark eyes flashed with a flame that was hotter than his body temperature. Rong Yan trembled as she looked at him. Her big hand grabbed Rong Yan's cold hand that made him feel a little comfortable. Then, with a sudden pull, she pulled Rong Yan into the bathtub.
