In the bathroom, warm water flowed down Li Lingling's shoulders, gliding over her body as droplets danced across her sensuous, graceful curves.
Li Lingling's hands wandered incessantly over her body, spreading the lathered foam onto her smooth skin,
In fact, the moment Li Lingling stepped through the door, she wanted to rush into the bathroom to shower, to prevent her husband from detecting anything unusual about her. Moreover, this time Li Lingling had the experience and realized that the scent of her intimacy with Chen An lingered on her.
If her husband were to smell this shameful and ambiguous scent, Zhao Xiaoming would inevitably think back to Li Lingling not standing in the playground today and start to suspect something.
Only after Li Lingling had coated her body with foam and then rinsed it all away, leaving no trace of any scent, did she put on her nightgown and go out.
