Standing in front of the door, Jiang Cheng did not see Luo Xiaoli's outstretched hand ready to take his hand.
The bathroom door remained tightly closed.
"Here, I'll hang it on the doorknob."
"No! Bring it in. It's cold outside, I'll catch a cold if I open the door."
Jiang Cheng paused for a moment, scratched his head somewhat bewildered, felt his heart suddenly pound a few times, and then he hesitated before letting out a soft "Huh?"
The door opened a crack, and her urging voice came from inside. She seemed really anxious and extremely afraid of the cold.
He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, went inside, and raised his hand. He said, "Just take it; I won't look at anything."
The moment Jiang Cheng entered the bathroom, he could feel the air instantly become humid and warm, mixed with a dazzling fragrance. He didn't open his eyes; his heart was pounding wildly, making him feel uneasy.
suddenly.
A pair of wet hands gently placed on his hair, and a soft pressure pressed down on his neck. Luo Xiaoli was soaking wet, and the fragrance emanating from her body filled Jiang Cheng's face.
She slowly tiptoed, softly calling his name, her eyes filled with unwavering love, and pressed herself against him.
Her moist lips moved closer to the bewildered Jiang Cheng. He opened his eyes, and a vibrant, misty atmosphere filled the entire bathroom. Water droplets condensed and slid off the mirror.
The walls were also covered in water stains. She blinked, with some water clinging to her long eyelashes, and Jiang Cheng's image was reflected in her eyes.
The mirror reflected the two people very close, forehead to forehead, nose to nose, and lips only inches apart.
The brief mental blank left him unaware of anything except his increasingly rapid heartbeat. His delicate face flushed, and his ears turned as red as boiled crabs.
As far as the eye could see, there was only her perfect face amidst the drifting water vapor.
Luo Xiaoli was incredibly stunning in this scene. Her love was always passionate and unrestrained, like a soft cherry-like mouth pressing against his lips, catching Jiang Cheng completely off guard.
The towel in his hand slipped quietly from his grasp.
They are kissing.
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