As rich second-generations who were born with a silver spoon in their mouths, they are very familiar with this kind of thing.
Xia Lan was a frequent visitor before marriage, and she only toned down a little after marriage.
He believed that this little restraint was a huge concession to Jiang Jiang. This would make the other party lose face, and the resentment in his heart was infinitely magnified.
In fact, he originally wanted to go to the hot springs to relieve stress. These days, he always felt that things were getting out of his control.
Especially this morning, after receiving the complaint from Jiang's father, saying that Jiang Jiang, the unfilial daughter, had blocked all their contact information, the feeling of being out of control became even stronger.
But he didn't want to admit that he was so emotionally moved by a woman.
After hesitating for a moment, he looked at Su Peng and said, "...Let's go."
Seeing that he was still in this mood, Su Peng felt relieved, and his initial regret for hiding the truth from his brother also dissipated a little. He hooked his arm around Xia Lan's shoulders and said with a smile, "Even though Ji Ling won't let us...but I have my own way. Come on, I'll show you."
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What the hell.
There is a feeling that the air around me is smelly.
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There is mist around the hot spring pool.
Jiang Jiang let out a comfortable sigh.
The warm water enveloped every inch of her skin, and the steaming heat gave her fair cheeks a faint blush.
She leaned her head back on the smooth pebbles, water droplets sliding down her neck and sinking into her collar which was soaked by the spring water.
Ji Ling stood three steps away with his back to her, his black bathrobe wrapped tightly to his collarbone.
He was twisting the Buddhist beads in his hand, his knuckles cracking, as if he wanted to crush the sandalwood beads.
"Aren't you going to come down?" Jiang Jiang scooped up a handful of water and poured it at his feet.
The water splashed on the man's trouser legs, leaving dark marks.
Is she too bold?
But Ji Ling couldn't think of punishing her. Even if he did, it wouldn't be an ordinary punishment.
Ji Ling's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was even hoarseer than that of the sun: "...Stop making trouble."
The sweet scent of orange blossom mixed with the odor of sulfur hit my face.
Jiang Jiang had swum to the edge of the pool at some point, looking up at him. The water vapor had dampened her eyelashes into clusters, and her almond-shaped eyes, reflecting the mist, looked like they were dipped in honey.
"Mr. Ji." She deliberately hooked her fingertips on the belt of his yukata, "Your ears are red."
Seeing that Ji Ling was unmoved, Jiang Jiang instead became eager to win.
She applied a little force with her fingertips and hooked the corner of his clothes a little closer.
The yukata's laces were already loose, and when she pulled them, the collar suddenly opened up, revealing the firm muscle lines underneath.
Ji Ling's breathing stagnated, and he suddenly grabbed her wrist.
Droplets of hot spring water rolled down their touching skin, and his thumb unconsciously stroked the delicate skin on her wrist.
When he reacted, he let go as if it was too hot.
And the more he acted like this, the more Jiang Jiang couldn't suppress her desire to tease him.
"Didn't you say you wanted me to accompany you to the hot springs?" Her tone was tinged with laughter, and the mist in her voice seemed to be through a layer of gauze, which made Ji Ling's ears feel a little numb. "Why are you running away now?"
"Isn't Mr. Ji the most trustworthy? Does this count as breaking an appointment?"
"Are you provoking me?"
Ji Ling chuckled and leaned over, his hanging clothes brushing against her body, and the Buddhist beads were casually placed on the table.
The Buddhist beads fell on the bluestone slab with a crisp sound, and the sandalwood beads rolled away.
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