A barrage of kisses came crashing down on me like a storm.

His mark was left everywhere, from her lips to her cheeks, then to her forehead and the corners of her eyes.

The hand that landed on her waist slowly moved upwards along the curves of her body.

Gu Wanrou felt as if she could hardly breathe. The fingers pressed against her waist were icy cold yet had an intense touch, a feeling that made her heart race and instantly brought back a familiar sensation.

Back then, they were countless times in every corner of Murou Manor...

She forced herself to remain calm and said nervously, "Li Zhanfeng, you haven't answered my question yet. Five years ago, you..."

"Rou Rou, Rou Rou..." he called her name passionately, kissing her repeatedly.

That familiar yet unfamiliar touch was like it was tantalizing her very soul.

Back in Mu Rou Manor, she had succumbed to Li Zhanfeng's coaxing countless times, time and time again...

Gu Wanrou felt like her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

Her heart jumped, and she quickly reached out and grabbed Li Zhanfeng's hand: "Li Zhanfeng!"

But then she heard Li Zhanfeng's seductive chuckle. He was almost entirely on top of Gu Wanrou, not pressing down on her, but not giving her a chance to escape either: "Rourou, you're all soaked from the rain. Let me help you change your clothes."

Gu Wanrou's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason. Change clothes? Changing clothes under these circumstances was probably just a way to prevent things from getting out of control...

She quickly placed her hands on Li Zhanfeng's chest and frowned, saying, "I'm here to ask you about what happened five years ago, not to ask you to change your clothes. I can handle my own clothes; I don't need your help."

But as soon as she finished speaking, her heart skipped a beat when she met Li Zhanfeng's teasing and smiling eyes.

Why is Li Zhanfeng, that scoundrel, suddenly smiling so... inciting?

Her chin was suddenly lifted by the man's slender fingers, and he gently stroked and played with it as if admiring the most perfect porcelain vase.

"But Rou Rou, the clothes you and I are wearing have soaked the bed. It's not right not to change our clothes."

That deep, teasing gaze almost made Gu Wanrou's heart belong to her.

She was more worried about Li Zhanfeng's injuries, so she quickly pushed him away and got up: "It doesn't matter if I change my clothes or not, but your back injury hasn't healed yet, so you can't get too wet. Let me help you change your clothes first."

As she was saying this, she went to find some clothes for Li Zhanfeng, but unexpectedly, she heard Li Zhanfeng's ambiguous voice from behind:

"I'd like to take a shower while I'm at it."

Gu Wanrou froze on the spot, a blush-inducing image of Li Zhanfeng taking a shower flashing through her mind, making her feel as if her breath had been stolen away...

Wash, take a bath?

Images of countless times she had been pinned down and humiliated by Li Zhanfeng in the bathroom flashed through her mind...

Back then, their interactions were so intense, so unrestrained...

Gu Wanrou's heart pounded wildly, and she swallowed nervously.

She instinctively wanted to refuse, but considering that Li Zhanfeng's back injury made it inconvenient for him to take a bath, she still decisively prepared his toiletries and turned on the shower for him.

Oh well, he's seen Li Zhanfeng's body before anyway, so what's wrong with giving him a bath again?

It's possible that she and Li Zhanfeng missed five years, but she loves Li Zhanfeng so much, how could she bear to see him suffer again?

The bathroom quickly became steamy due to the hot water, and Li Zhanfeng stood in the bathroom, preparing to take off his clothes.

"Turn around, I'll help you take off your clothes so you don't hurt your wound." Gu Wanrou said, and was about to step forward when her wrist was suddenly pulled back by a strong force. "Ah..."