"Kiss."
A slim finger curled in a beckoning motion.
Mu Jingxi really did squat down, bringing his handsome face closer.
Cupping a palm full of foam, she suddenly smeared it across that smack-worthy handsome face.
Smack!
The foam successfully plastered his face.
With her plot a triumph, Qiao An laughed as her body trembled like a blossoming flower, and ripples spread in circles upon the water in the bathtub.
Mu Jingxi wiped the foam off his face, his sexy thin lips curling into a barely-there smile, "Since you've invited me so sincerely, let's bathe together then."
Qiao An was taken aback as the man, right before her eyes, stood up and began to unbutton his shirt.
"No, no, no... You've misunderstood!"
With a click, his belt's metal buckle came undone.
Qiao An clasped her hands over her chest, "Mu Jingxi, you're a hooligan!"
"You saw everything last night and used it too, what's there to be shy about?"
Ah ah ah...
Disgusting hooligan!
