Fu Sang felt himself being picked up by the other person, and he lay drowsily on his chest.
The man had just taken a shower, and glistening white water droplets still clung to his lean and firm chest, rolling down his beautifully sculpted muscles.
Her face touched his chest, and it felt so good that she kept rubbing against him.
Where are you taking me?
Hua Ci glanced down at her, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable.
"You've been given Chinese medicine."
"...Hmm?" So, where is he taking her?
Hua Ci carried her to the bathroom, entered the steamy bathroom, and then put her in the bathtub.
Fu Sang was suddenly put into cold water, and goosebumps rose on his skin. He shivered from the cold.
"It's cold..." she tried to get up.
Hua Ci pressed her into the bathtub, his handsome face slightly solemn, and said in a low voice, "You need to take a bath."
The effects of the medicine in her body will be neutralized if she soaks it in cold water.
"Hua Ci!" Fu Sang was a little annoyed, her watery eyes filled with grievance, and her rosy lips pouted: "I don't want to, the water is too cold."
Hua Ci sat on the edge of the bathtub, her well-defined knuckles pressing on her rounded shoulders, restraining her gaze from looking underwater.
Fu Sang struggled violently in the bathtub, then pounced on him, hugging him and biting his delicate chin.
Hua Ci was caught off guard and was tackled, almost losing her balance and falling backward, but thankfully she managed to keep her balance.
Unexpectedly, it was bitten the next second.
He frowned slightly, suppressing the pain in his chin, and held her damp shoulder with his hand.
"Give in." The deep voice carried a command.
Fu Sang held on tightly, his words muffled: "Bu...Wobu..."
A hint of helplessness flashed in Hua Ci's eyes, and her tone carried a dangerous undertone as she said, "If you don't give in soon, you might regret it."
Fu Sang still didn't give in, instead using his hands to harass him.
Hua Ci grabbed her fair wrist, then pinned it behind her back, and gently pinched the soft flesh of her waist.
Fu Sang then released her pearly white teeth and lay helplessly in his arms.
Just as Hua Ci was about to push her back down, she heard soft sobs.
This is……
Hua Ci's body stiffened, his long eyelashes drooping like raven feathers as he looked down at the girl whose head was resting against his chest.
"Yan Sang, are you crying?"
Fu Sang suddenly raised his head, his eyes red like a rabbit's, and began to launch into a jumbled accusation.
"You big jerk... I only want you... This water is so cold... You threw me in here, what if I catch a cold... Are you even a man... I don't like you anymore..."
As everyone knows, the thing men hate to hear most is "Are you even a man?"
Hua Ci's carefully maintained rationality crumbled once again. He shifted his grip on her waist and lifted her up.
"Look at me..."
Fu Sang stared at him blankly, wondering if she had gone too far with her words, and was a little afraid that he would become violent.
Hua Ci looked at her with a deep gaze and asked, "Do you know who I am?"
Fu Sang lowered his eyelashes and said, "Flower Farewell."
The girl's long, butterfly-like eyelashes trembled, like a small brush brushing against his heart, bringing a tingling, itchy sensation.
Hua Ci stretched out her slender, white fingers, pinched her chin, and lifted her delicate face.
"It seems you haven't completely lost your mind yet..."
As he spoke, he showered her forehead, the tip of her nose, and her lips with kisses, a torrent of heavy kisses.
Fu Sang leaned weakly against him, trusting him completely and surrendering her body and soul to him.
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