In the bathtub.
The two of them lay together inside.
Although it was a bit cramped, the feeling of their skin intimately touching was something they both immensely enjoyed.
"Brother Chen, you came rushing over as soon as you heard Yaoyao was in danger, didn't you!" Wen Yao leaned against Li Chen's chest, her fair and delicate fingers tracing circles.
"It's also Brother Chen's negligence that almost put you in danger," Li Chen sighed.
He hadn't expected Xu Xiaoguang, a student still in school, to do something so crazy.
Seeing Li Chen's self-reproach, Wen Yao shook her head repeatedly, "Don't blame yourself, Brother Chen. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known how despicable he was. Following Brother Chen was also my own choice, please don't blame yourself."
Li Chen was truly moved.
His palm glided over Wen Yao's hair and traveled downward—pausing momentarily on her smooth back and finally resting on her firm yet bouncy buttocks, kneading them.
