Shen Chu's words went completely blank. When he came to his senses, he found that the sweater on his body was being pulled up by Fu Yan.

The wet sweater was heavy and difficult to take off, "Good boy, raise your hands."

She gasped slightly and raised her hand obediently.

The heavy sweater was torn off by Fu Yan's force. The water was still flowing down. He kissed her and pulled the clothes on her body.

The water falling from the top of the head is hot, and so is the man kissing her in front of her.

Shen Chu couldn't tell for a moment whether the water was hotter or Fu Yan was hotter. She was hugged by him and stepped directly into the bathtub.

…

The fog in the bathroom was hazy, Shen Chu was confused, and the thoughts in her head were blank. She was lying on the edge of the bathtub, her long wet hair draped behind her, revealing her round and beautiful shoulder line, and the water on the hair tips ran along her graceful neckline. Keep sliding down, flowing through the beautiful and slender swan neck, and across the round shoulders...

Fu Yan looked at this scene, and the color in his peach blossom eyes suddenly rose up. He swallowed slightly, his Adam's apple rolled, and he stretched out his hands to hug her from behind.

Shen Chu was touched and trembled all over, turning back to glare at him.

The beauty has bright eyes. In this situation, even the eyes she stares at are as charming as spring.

Seeing the sinking expression in those peach blossom eyes, Shen Chu's heart trembled, and he quickly held on to the edge of the bathtub to escape, but it was a step too late: "Fu Yan - ugh!"

"Be good, honey. After all, I have endured it for so long."

He smiled, stretched out his hand and dragged her into the boundless flood.

The bathroom, which had just calmed down, stirred up another gust of wind and waves. The person's usual gentleness and considerateness were completely gone at this moment, leaving only an undeniable enthusiasm.

Winter nights are quiet and silent.

Shen Chu sat on the bed, closing her eyes slightly. Fu Yan behind her was blowing her wet long hair with a hair dryer.

Neither of them spoke, only the buzzing sound of the hair dryer was heard.

With Fu Yan making such a fuss, it was already too early now.

Shen Chu was sitting on the bed, sleepiness came over him, he swayed a little, and fell directly into the arms of the person behind him.

Fu Yan turned off the hair dryer and looked down at Shen Chu in his arms. Seeing her open her eyes, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you sleepy?"

"Um."

Shen Chu's eyes were bleary from sleep, and there was still some moisture in his eyes.

Fu Yan looked at it, his eyes changed again, and the hand combing her hair moved downwards.

Shen Chu clasped his wrist and looked up at him: "What do you want to do again?"

"Yeah, I want to do it."

Hearing what he said, Shen Chu laughed angrily, raised his hand and pushed the person away: "I'm going to sleep!"

Her hair was already blowing out. Shen Chu came out of Fu Yan's arms, rolled to the side, lifted the quilt and hid inside.

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows and came directly to press on the quilt, hugging him with the quilt.

"I'm really sleepy."

Shen Chu's heart froze when he heard his slight breathing, and he quickly begged for mercy.

Sure enough, the man who just opened that meaty thing really looked like a hungry wolf.

Fu Yan looked at her for a while, smiled, lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, then let go: "Good night, honey."
Chapter completed!