Zhuo Junyue felt somewhat helpless. She said she trusted him but her voice reeked of fear.
However, he could only blame himself, after all, it was his unrestricted behavior the first time that frightened her to this extent.
"Baby, Uncle Xiao can wait. Let's not do it tonight. Don't be scared, okay?"
Ningyan was surprised. Zhuo Junyue was finally considering her feelings.
But parked against his chest, she clenched her teeth, her small hand holding his waist. "Uncle Xiao, I...I think I could manage," she whispered.
Zhuo Junyue squinted his eyes, yearning to see her expression at that moment. But all he could see was faint light.
He touched her cheek gently. "Sweetie, let's have a shower first."
The shower eventually turned into chaos.
Ningyan, panting heavily, was eventually carried out of the bath by Zhuo Junyue.
Carrying her, with Ningyan's guidance, they safely reached the bed.
Just as Zhuo Junyue was preparing for the next step, Su Ningyan's phone rang.
