Because Qiao Zhiyi's words weren't right, after Shi Jingzhou had pinned her down and bullied her mercilessly, he saw the teardrops in her eyes and said in a low voice, "I'm telling you, no one can separate us. Understand?"
"Mhm." Qiao Zhiyi's voice had already turned hoarse.
Now completely drained, she simply didn't have the energy to think.
She agreed with whatever he said.
Shi Jingzhou carried her to the bathroom, letting her stand on his feet. With one arm around her waist and the other holding the showerhead, he rinsed her body.
Then he applied the body wash and gently rubbed it in.
This touch reignited the flame that had just subsided.
His hands were no longer restrained and his kisses landed on her neck, shoulders, chest...
"What... are you doing?" Qiao Zhiyi, feeling soft and afraid of falling, could only hug his waist.
"What do you think?" Shi Jingzhou's intentions were quite clear now.
Qiao Zhiyi writhed, "No... tired..."
"I've got you."
"Mhm…"
