"Whoosh!"
Turning on the overhead shower, icy-cold droplets of water instantly poured down, showering two burning-hot bodies. It was like a deluge falling on parched, baked earth, instantly stirring up a wave of heat.
"Ahh––" Mu Xiangwan twitched, unable to suppress a scream. The place on her forehead where she had been hurt had already clotted, but now the water spray made the wound start to seep fresh red blood again, and the numbed pain sharpened.
After what felt like ages, Su Chaoyang finally moved. He abruptly pulled her off him and pushed her back under the shower, his cold gaze narrowing. His voice dropped below freezing, "Mu Xiangwan, how can you mistreat yourself like this? You're a girl! Going clubbing, hanging out in bars, smoking, and drinking! Is there anything you wouldn't dare to do?!"
