With all her clothes stuck to her body, she pulled down the towel with great difficulty. Amidst the steam, she stared at the man's face that was becoming more and more clear and handsome.
"Smelly Gege, you're too much!"
"Uh huh."
"Your clothes are all wet. Look!" Song Yaoyao pouted and kicked him. She had completely forgotten that she was the one who came to him at the beginning and planned to do something bad.
Even though this 'something bad' was not the same 'something bad'.
"Is that so?"
"Yes!" Song Yaoyao tugged at her clothes. She could wring out water with just a casual twist.
"Then..."
The man's voice lowered. He easily pushed Song Yaoyao against the wall, his long arms trapping her in a place where he could kiss her just by lowering his head.
He curled his lips. "Since it's wet, then take it off."
"Hey!"
The sound of water in the bathroom was still the same, but it was much noisier than before.
