The blurred scene provided Zhao Chi with a different kind of visual impact.
Zhao Chi's member instantly became hard as iron, as if he were a virgin, always feeling something new.
Zhao Chi, naked, leaped out of bed, his rigid manhood swinging with his movements. He strode meteor-like into the bathroom, immediately greeted by a steamy mist.
"Ah!"
Yao Yu hadn't noticed Zhao Chi coming in. As soon as she saw him, she was startled, letting out a cry like a frightened little rabbit.
"Zhao Chi, you... how did you come in?" Yao Yu exclaimed.
Zhao Chi leered at the beautiful scene of the woman bathing and couldn't help but say, "Sister Yu, shall we shower together?"
Yao Yu's pretty face turned red, having never experienced bathing with a man before. She instinctively covered her chest and below, "Stop it, go back to bed. I'll be finished soon."
For some reason, Yao Yu felt shy at that moment.
