The room was brightly lit. Ning Wan crossed her hands over her shoulders, her long black hair cascading down her fragrant shoulders and back. Her gentle and beautiful face was now filled with panic and embarrassment. Her perfect delicate body, illuminated by the light, was flawless like white jade, almost giving a sense of holiness, especially with her rosy, glistening lips.
"You... why did you come?" In the bath barrel, Ning Wan had nowhere to hide, her face flushed red.
Fingers stroked over the pale, soft skin. Chen Mo leaned down and kissed the back of Ning Wan's neck, then pulled her delicate Rouyi, facing him. The sensation was exquisite and soft, making one reluctant to let go, softly saying, "I sweated, came back to wash."
Ning Wan paused slightly, tried to withdraw her hand but failed, saying, "Then you go bathe, why come here?"
"Aunt Ning was about to finish bathing anyway, we can bathe together and save some water." Chen Mo's gentle voice entered Ning Wan's ears.
