The small flame in Xiang Hengxi's chest suddenly grew bigger, as if a surge of hot blood was about to boil out.

"Xiao An'an, does this mean you agree to us taking things further?" Xiang Hengxi asked, having already sought her opinion.

"Mmm." Jing An'an groaned unconsciously, feeling that her cheek was very comfortable against the clothes, so she rubbed against them even more vigorously.

Xiang Hengxi grasped her waist, lifted her face, looked at her flushed cheeks, and asked, word by word, "Little thing, you'll regret rubbing against me like this. I'm giving you a chance to regret it now."

Jing An'an's ears were ringing a little, she didn't know how badly she had misheard, and she poked Xiang Hengxi's chest with her hand: "Who's afraid of who, come at me if you dare."

These words were clearly a provocation to Xiang Hengxi. He grasped the finger that was poking him, lowered his head and kissed the pad of her finger, and said in a deep, magnetic voice, "Then we'll see who loses their nerve first."

"I won't lose to you." Jing An'an raised her voice defiantly, and then fell into Xiang Hengxi's arms.

Xiang Hengxi picked her up and strode out; the Grand Hyatt Hotel was right next door.

Once inside the room, Xiang Hengxi put her down and called Li Tuan to explain.

To my surprise, after hanging up the phone, I turned around and saw Jing An'an covering her mouth as if she was about to vomit.

He quickly pulled her into the bathroom, but before they reached the sink, she vomited, vomiting all over his clothes.

Xiang Hengxi frowned and put her down first.

After she finished vomiting and felt better, she leaned against the wall and giggled for a while before stepping into the bathtub. She muttered "washing" to herself, turned on the bathroom heater, and stood under it to rinse off.

"Hey!" Xiang Hengxi had just finished taking off his dirty clothes when he saw that she was completely soaked. He quickly adjusted the water temperature to a comfortable level.

Jing An'an rinsed herself off, her eyes half-closed, still drunk and incoherent, slurring, "Take off my clothes, I want to take off my clothes."

Xiang Hengxi saw that she had taken off her turtleneck sweater, revealing a white vest underneath. After being soaked by water, the vest clung to her body, outlining an extremely beautiful figure, especially her bust, where the color and pattern of her underwear were visible through.

It was a black lace bra, very simple, but the cleavage was very alluring.

She looks petite and thin, but she has plenty of curves.

Xiang Hengxi pursed his lips, his dark eyes growing more intense as he stared at her.

Jing An'an was in pain; her hands were behind her back, but she couldn't find a way to free those two soft mounds.

"Do you need my help?" Xiang Hengxi stepped into the bathtub, hugged her from behind, and asked in a low, husky voice in her ear.

"Help me, I'm not feeling well." Jing An'an got annoyed after trying to untangle the knot for a long time, and begged him for help while throwing a tantrum.

Xiang Hengxi reached into her vest and deftly unhooked her bra.

Jing An'an felt a sudden relaxation in her front, and her whole body felt comfortable. She tilted her head back and rinsed herself with water.

Xiang Hengxi didn't know what kind of endurance he had to rely on to wash her clean from head to toe and dry her hair before carrying her out of the bathroom.

He walked to the bedside, put her down, and sat on the edge of the bed watching her.

At this moment, she was only wrapped in a short bath towel, and her two straight legs were exposed, their slightly parted shape exuding a silent temptation.

What's going to happen today seems to be beyond his original plans, but it was her kind invitation, and as her boyfriend, he should be sensible.