On the floor of the living room.
Ji Baijian glared angrily at Song Zhizhi who was on top of him.
Song Zhizhi stared into Ji Baijian's black eyes. Why did she feel like those eyes were so radiant that they were going to suck her in?
She abruptly fell silent.
She looked straight into the eyes of Ji Baijian. Then, she slowly lowered her eyes. For some reason, her head moved down too.
But before she could get close, she was jolted back to her senses by a cold voice, "I dare you to try it."
Song Zhizhi rolled her eyes.
Miser.
She rolled over and got up from the floor.
It completely escaped her notice that the man underneath her let out a big sigh. He quickly climbed up from the floor, looking like nothing had happened.
He dragged Song Zhizhi by the hand and threw her into the bath.
"Wash yourself!" Ji Baijian said.
