Su Zixi's heart melted, staring blankly into his eyes, she involuntarily nodded.
The man laughed, and the next second, his body pressed down forcefully—
...
......
Su Zixi felt her mind go blank.
She lay in He Jingyao's arms, not wanting to move at all, letting him clean her body.
He Jingyao looked at her exhausted state and hooked his lips in amusement, "Did you enjoy it?"
Su Zixi turned her head away to bury it in another direction, refusing to answer the question.
He laughed out loud, carried her out of the bathroom, and laid her on the bed.
This time, Su Zixi didn't play dead. She swiftly crawled into the quilt, wrapping herself up tightly.
He Jingyao lay down beside her, reached out to scoop her up along with the blanket into his arms.
Su Zixi had no choice but to face him.
Seeing the ambiguous smile in the man's eyes, she closed her eyes like an ostrich.
But her cheeks and earlobes turned red unconsciously.
