Li Chen, unable to contain himself, carried Xiao Ying, hailed a cab, and went home.
He placed her on the sofa, grabbed a dry towel, and dried her damp hair.
Despite being soaked by the rain, there was a faint fragrance about her.
It smelled really good.
He couldn't resist and gently sniffed, the fragrance filling his nostrils.
Lost in the aroma, Xiao Ying suddenly lifted her head.
Her face, beautiful and exquisite, with tempting red lips, was very close.
Caught by those beautiful eyes, Li Chen felt the nervousness of being caught doing something wrong and quickly looked up.
"Brother-in-law, that day, did you do it on purpose? You wanted to sleep with me, didn't you?" Xiao Ying's eyes gleamed with a cunning light.
"No... no, I just mistook you for your sister," Li Chen quickly responded.
"Then.. then you held me the next day!" Xiao Ying insisted.
"You two look so alike, I really couldn't tell," Li Chen said helplessly.
