Zhao Lifei was the first to break away from the kiss. She needed to completely change out of her dress first, but Yang Feng held onto her wrist until she finally kissed him back. She pecked his lips and scurried off, leaving him far too amused. She was as shy as ever, a complete contrast to her temperament.
She came out of the bathroom forty minutes later, freshly showered and sporting one of his shirts, which seemed like a scandalous dress instead. She paired it with shorts of her own and even in the simple attire, Yang Feng thought she was a fairy from the immortal realm gracing his presence.
"Stop drooling over me." She laughed at his intense stare, the one that never left her regardless of where she walked in the room.
"You should heed your own advice." He smirked, opening his arms for her to climb into.
