Ning Qing had just filled the bathtub with water and hadn't even had time to turn it off when a body pressed against her from behind, with two arms wrapping around her waist.
A deluge of kisses followed, and in their passion, one of them moved, and the two embraced and kissed passionately, their bodies pressed tightly together, neither willing to yield an inch.
Someone accidentally turned on the switch, and the showerhead hanging on the wall instantly sprayed out warm water, soaking the two of them. Tiny water droplets playfully meandered down along the perfect muscle lines.
The sound of rushing water in the bathroom drowned out the panting.
Fang Qingyang whispered in Ning Qing's ear, "Your clothes are wet, let me help you take them off."
With a forceful movement, his shirt buttons flew off with a "ripping" sound, revealing his strong and fair chest.
Fang Qingyang gently stroked it and exclaimed, "So beautiful."
Fang Qingyang raised his face and kissed Ning Qing's lips, and a long and passionate kiss began again.
It's unclear who made the first move, but after the kiss, both of them were naked, embracing tightly, their chins resting on each other's shoulders as they breathed heavily.
Ning Qing reached out and pushed his face away, "Are you a dog? You like biting people so much."
Fang Qingyang chuckled softly, his expression serious. "I'm marking you, marking you with my mark. Remember, you're mine now."
He kissed the teeth marks again, and the kissing became uncontrollable.
Ning Qing sensed something was wrong and immediately stopped it.
Thinking to himself: This brat is quite bold, but unfortunately he doesn't recognize his place. I should make him realize his place.
Ning Qing cupped Fang Qingyang's face in her hands, captured his lips, and tried to disturb his mind with a passionate kiss.
"Ah..." A scream drowned out the sound of rushing water.
Fang Qingyang's face darkened, and he roared through gritted teeth, "You annoying bastard, have you lost your mind? How dare you treat me like this? I'll kill you!"
Ning Qing spoke dangerously from behind him, "What did you say?"
Fang Qingyang was furious and blurted out, "You annoying bastard!"
Fang Qingyang tried to struggle, but he was completely encircled in Ning Qing's arms and could not break free.
Ning Qing pinched his chin and whispered in his ear, "What do you call me?"
Fang Qingyang bit his lip and remained silent, his face flushed red, whether from anger or something else, Ning Qing thought he looked particularly handsome.
Seeing that he remained silent, Ning Qing thought to herself: This man needs to be taught a lesson.
After an unknown amount of time, the sun set, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window into the room, bathing everything in a golden light, like a dream.
The sound of running water in the bathroom stopped, and everything returned to calm.
Only Ning Qing carried the person, who was either asleep or unconscious, out of the bathroom.
I gently placed him on the bed, kissed his forehead, and tucked him in.
She changed her clothes, tiptoed, and headed to the kitchen.
The person on the bed opened their eyes upon hearing the door close, their expression a complex mix of anger and joy.
Fang Qingyang's current mood was incredibly complicated, unsure whether to laugh or cry. In the end, he could only laugh and cry at the same time. This was probably what they meant by "trying to steal a chicken but losing the rice instead."
Did I achieve my goal or not?
Did I succeed or fail?
Regardless of success or failure, that person now belongs to you, and your goal has been achieved.
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