Shen Nianzu was so furious that he barked out a laugh. This damned husky was clearly the culprit here, so who gave him the guts to throw the blame on Shen Nianzu? The sheer audacity!
Unwilling to be swept along by Jin Jiuchi's rhythm, Shen Nianzu glared at him coldly and turned around, intending to climb out from the other side. Alas, who could have guessed that Jin Jiuchi would drag him back?
"Wait!"
Having not seen this coming, Shen Nianzu lost his balance and stumbled right into Jin Jiuchi's chest, their wet skin stuck to each other. He gasped when he sensed the scorching hardness against his back. "You—!" He mercilessly pinched Jin Jiuchi's arm which was tightly wound around his waist, not holding back his strength at all. "Damn it, let go of me! Either you rub it off yourself and make it go down on its own. I will not fool around with you in the Cycle!"
