In his eyes, it was no different from seduction.
The pillow was tossed to the head of the bed, and Huo Jingting took a step towards her.
In just a couple of steps, he caught up with her, bent down slightly, picked her up, and headed towards the bathroom,
"You..."
Gu Nanqiao thought about how he shamelessly came over even when she didn't let him join her for a shower, feeling both angry and amused. She had no choice but to half-heartedly agree.
Huo Jingting's muscles were tense, and her small hands lightly pounded on his back, which not only didn't hurt but actually made him more interested after two hits.
The water in the bathtub overflowed onto the floor as they moved.
Soon after, the ambiguous sounds arose once again.
...
The next day was Saturday. Huo Jingting didn't go to work, and they both stayed at home.
Just before noon, his phone rang. The number wasn't saved, but he recognized it.
Coincidentally, he had a few questions he wanted to ask her as well.
