Ye Zhiwei couldn't speak; she only knew that her heart was pounding wildly.

Jiang Jianian seemed to know that his good looks were an advantage, and every move he made was seductive. He usually had a cold look and aloof attitude towards everyone. Even Ye Zhiwei's understanding of him was that if he liked someone, he would only be forceful. Who would have thought that he could flirt with her like this again and again?

In the bathroom, Ye Zhiwei looked at Jiang Jianian so closely. She could feel his strong heartbeat, see his eyelashes, and see the change in his originally cold gaze. His body seemed to crave Ye Zhiwei's warmth everywhere, yet he always managed to restrain himself.

The shower was still running overhead, and the warm water gradually soaked Ye Zhiwei's clothes. Her slightly loose slip dress clung to her body as it became wet, highlighting her beautiful waistline and fair skin. Her wet hair clung to her neck and shoulders, her hair as black as ink and her skin as white as winter snow. The visual impact made Jiang Jianian's seduction gradually take a different turn.

Jiang Jianian's heart was beating too fast.

His appearance was indeed somewhat aloof, with delicate features that gave him a slightly cold look. But at this moment, he was completely moved, his usually cold demeanor now tinged with tender emotion. No longer content with Ye Zhiwei's gentle closeness, Jiang Jianian began to move his grip on her hand, from her heart to her abs, and then to her V-line—

The boy's figure was faintly visible through the wet T-shirt. Now, Jiang Jianian not only looked at him, but also held his hand and touched him.

Ye Zhiwei stepped back, and he leaned forward, staring at her intently, his gaze practically saying: Ye Zhiwei, I want you.

"Wait, wait a minute!" Ye Zhiwei felt she couldn't take such a blow; she was about to die. Besides the physical and visual impact, Jiang Jianian was actually making her feel it in person.

Ms. Ye, who usually doesn't even make light of things, couldn't withstand such stimulation.

"You...you...you're not allowed to seduce me like that anymore..."

Ye Zhiwei's voice trembled. She had been pushed to the bathtub and was almost at her wit's end. Jiang Jianian was still pressing her harder. It was simply too much!

Jiang Jianian gently touched Ye Zhiwei's eyes, eyelashes, and nose, finally lingering on her lips. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, beads of sweat sliding down his throat. Finally, he whispered, "I just don't want to be the only one constantly being seduced, don't want to be the only one lost in passion..."

His voice was so hoarse that he could only whisper very softly in Ye Zhiwei's ear.

Because the voice was so soft, Ye Zhiwei even felt that Jiang Jianian was aggrieved.

Was Jiang Jianian wronged?

Is he feeling wronged?

He must have misheard!

Ye Zhiwei felt that if things continued like this, either she or Jiang Jianian would get into trouble. She pushed Jiang Jianian and said firmly, "No, I have to take a shower. If I don't take a shower, I'll... I'll catch a cold!"

She started making up random excuses, whatever they might be, because if Jiang Jianian continued to fool around with her in the bathroom like this, she was bound to get into trouble!

"It's time to take a shower." Jiang Jianian paused slightly, and after planting a hot kiss on Ye Zhiwei's forehead, he finally opened the bathroom door and let her go.

He finally stopped bullying her.

The door had just closed when Ye Zhiwei, despite Jiang Jianian's mere flirting and lack of actual physical intimacy, inexplicably felt her legs go weak and had to sit on the bathtub, leaning against the wall beside it...