Huo Shenting looked up at Ye Shu, only to see her standing at the bathroom door with a flushed face.
His lips curled slightly, his tone nonchalant, "It's not like you haven't seen it before."
As he spoke, he walked up to her, grabbed her uninjured hand, and placed it on his chest.
Huo Shenting's body was very hot, and when her hand touched it, it felt as if she was touching a piece of iron. Her face turned even redder, and she quickly withdrew her hand.
"What are you doing, acting like a hooligan all of a sudden?"
He chuckled deeply and suddenly swept her into his arms from behind, his body pressed against her back, his lips lightly touching her earlobe.
"Behaving like a hooligan towards you?"
Ye Shu bit her lip. It seemed they were always like this: one second they were arguing, the next they would reconcile, and then again they would argue over some trivial matter.
Such a life was truly riddled with complications.
"Go take a shower quickly."
