After a long time.
Just as Jian Anning was about to speak, all of a sudden, Yu Zexiao took a step back. While she was in the midst of confusion, she discovered that he had abruptly stood up, bent over quickly, and hoisted her into a horizontal carry.
"Ah!——" Startled by his actions, she let out a cry of surprise and instinctively stretched out her fair arms, wrapping them around his neck to prevent herself from falling. While still astonished, she then heard soft laughter coming from above her head, where Yu Zexiao was chuckling softly.
Lifting her head slightly, she saw his lips, thin and soft, slightly parted, like the seamless horizon of the sea, creating a long, lingering line, "Let's take a bath."
His voice rolled smoothly and lasted long, like a cup of rich black coffee, bringing a silky and intense pleasure.
Looking at his serene profile, she did not know what she should say at the moment, her heart still in chaos, but she tacitly consented to his actions.
