She decided to stop worrying about the matter. She abruptly pressed down on his hand. "Bai Qinghao, let me do it."
She had already lost half of her life. As he applied the medication on such an 'intimate' area, she was unable to come up with any pleasant thoughts.
"It's almost done." His voice was dark and husky. She felt that she was nearly burned by his heated gaze.
She rushed to remind him. "You promised that you would let me rest for a day. You can't…"
Bai Qinghao quickly stood up. He turned and headed into the en-suite bathroom.
Very quickly, the noise of the shower running could be heard.
Fang Xinxin was certain that he was taking another cold shower to extinguish the fire.
After last night, they had spent two to three hours this morning together. Yet, his stamina seemed to be infinite. Was he made of steel?
She felt a little heartache. She did not wish to force him to take cold showers.
