He had but one thought in his mind, to wash away, whether it was the scent of wine or the memories themselves, all had to be wiped clean, leaving no trace behind.
Lissy Lock's face turned bright red, this man…how could he be so domineering and unreasonable!
Oh well, it wasn't her first day knowing him. Lissy Lock finished bathing under such a half-pushed, half-yielded situation.
John Fame was also thoroughly soaked.
However, he seemed to ignore it. Lissy Lock hurriedly pulled a bathrobe around herself: "Okay... now, you...you should leave..."
She felt in John Fame's world, the word "embarrassed" did not exist.
John Fame slowly lowered his hand, letting them hang down by his side: "Are you clean now?"
Lissy Lock was just about to answer him, when John Fame suddenly punched a wall, his face gloomy.
Lissy Lock was startled.
"You...hey, I am the one who is at a loss here, why are you showing your temper..."
