After cleaning herself up, Mo Rao's face was flushed.
Her dark hair was also messy. She ran her hands through it messily and glared at Fu Ying. "What do you want?!"
"Didn't I say it just now?" Fu Ying smiled helplessly. "Look, you wanted it just now, didn't you?"
Mo Rao's reaction was what Fu Ying liked to see the most. She was shy and gentle, making him feel horny every time.
Mo Rao bit her lip and didn't speak. She had indeed reacted just now.
But this wasn't what she wanted. A physical reaction didn't represent her psychological reaction.
"Alright, go back quickly. Don't catch a cold. I'll come back early tonight to accompany you." Fu Ying reached out and gently touched Mo Rao's head, as if he was coaxing a child.
Mo Rao shook off his hand awkwardly and pretended to be annoyed. "Who wants you to come back and accompany me? It has nothing to do with me even if you stay out all night!"
