The warm bathhouse filled with steaming vapor.
Xu Bingbing's face was a mix of shock and shyness as she looked at Yang Hao raising a 419 sniper rifle.
Yang Hao, on the other hand, appeared confused and puzzled as he looked at Xu Bingbing, who had her hands protectively in front of her chest.
They locked eyes for who knows how long.
Until...
"Hao... Hao," she stammered.
"Can you please leave?"
Although Xu Bingbing had acknowledged her relationship with Yang Hao, to be so openly vulnerable in front of him,
especially while being aimed at with a sniper rifle,
was more pressure than Xu Bingbing could bear.
And then there was Yang Hao.
While he seemed a bit lost on the surface upon hearing Xu Bingbing's trembling and shy words,
in his heart, he was actually thinking,
I've taken aim, and you think I'll leave just because you asked?
Does that mean I've drunk for nothing today?
Relationships can continue to grow, but rewards,
