There was no expression in the dark, cold, and sharp eyes...
Unbelievable! Lian Qiao was totally done for. With her years of experience in making bets, anyone would usually take the hint and go along with the conversation, and the fact that she was holding onto someone so warm and tender should've made it even more likely. Was this man's brain even normal?
"Can't stand to lose a bet, huh? Do you want to bet or not, sore loser..."
Before she could finish speaking, a long slender hand reached into the water, grabbed her smooth ankle, and lifted it up. Then, a kiss was planted on her thigh that was emerging from the water. The shift in pressure almost made her topple into the bathtub.
"Hey! Xing Liehuo, that's too much!"
The man completely ignored her complaints, rubbing and softly kissing until she was panting and moaning...
But then, unexpectedly—
