Yan's vision was always sharp. Seeing her try to evade, he quickly extended his long arm and effortlessly wrapped it around her waist. With one pull, he drew her into his arms.
"or should we give it another go now?"
Yan long said in a seductive tone, nuzzling into the nape of her ear and taking a playful bite.
Zhu Qianying involuntarily shivered, wanting to evade him but her body felt as if it were filled with jelly, making it impossible for her to break free from his embrace.
As a last resort, she elbowed him in the chest with a forceful poke.
"Hey, you haven't taken a bath yet. You're dirty!"
For Eldest Young Master Yan, who was suffering from severe mysophobia, not taking a bath was indeed a big issue. Upon hearing her words, he obediently let her go and walked to the wall to check his luggage.
"Which suitcase did I put my pajamas and underwear in?"
"How should I know, I didn't pack your things."
