Having freed his body, Lu Youheng was in a good mood.
He lathered his hands with plenty of foam while he turned on the faucet, humming a song as he washed his hands, completely oblivious to what was occurring outside.
Ye Xi's waist was still embraced by Lu Lingxiao, and she couldn't stop trembling.
She didn't know what Lu Lingxiao was up to by bringing all this up.
Was he trying to humiliate her? Or deliberately reminding her of her past to make her feel guilty and self-reproachful?
Or was it… that he thought she was trying to seduce him?
It was only on this thought that Ye Xi truly began to panic.
In the darkness, her hand still rested on Lu Lingxiao's chest, feeling his heartbeat through his jacket as if by a burn, suddenly letting go and cautioning him, "Youyou is still in the restroom, if you don't want Youyou to see us like this, please let go."
Lu Lingxiao still didn't move, as if in a silent confrontation.
"Ms. Ye, may I use your towel?"
