Ling Xiaotu's hair was soaked as if it were fished out of water, and even the straight coat of Xuanyuan Xuantian next to her was covered with water!
Only then did Xuanyuan Xuantian let go of his hand holding her wrist.
Before Ling Xiaotu had time to be happy, she found that her hands slid down the curve of her body and then rested on her wet waist. The other hand held her hand tightly to prevent her from moving.
No matter how warm the hot water is, it can't cover up the coldness between Xuanyuan Xuantian.[
With such a naked body, being touched by Xuanyuan Xuantian, Ling Xiaotu could only feel that her body could not stop trembling!
The desperate struggle had no effect except to consume physical strength, and the two hands scratching his shoulders and back could not leave a single trace on his strong body.
The clothes she had at hand had been torn into a mess.
But Xuanyuan Xuantian was not affected at all, and had no intention of letting go. At most, when her hair was pulled out of the way, he lowered his head and bit her earlobe punitively...
Ling Xiaotu felt that his eyes were turning black, his chest was so tight that he couldn't breathe, he just wanted to vomit, but he couldn't vomit anything.
"Let go,,,,let me go!"
Tears welled up in Ling Xiaotu's eyes crazily, burning her pupils.
Although she knew that Xuanyuan Xuantian would not do anything to her, Ling Xiaotu stubbornly refused his touch.
Xuanyuan Xuantian didn't seem to hear Ling Xiaotu's cry, he just raised his hand and gently sprinkled the hot water on her body without refilling it, saying as if he was afraid that she would be cold.
Why use such gentle movements? This will make her unable to resist.
Ling Xiaotu looked at him, tears streaming down her face. She didn't know why her breathing was so rapid that she was choking, and her lungs were stinging.
So he came over and kissed her tears again, as if to tell her to stop crying, and then gently patted her soft hair with both hands, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
As if there was nothing he could do about her, Xuanyuan Xuantian's tone was like coaxing a child.
She still looked at him and shed tears.
She avoided his face and fell heavily back into the water, as if she wanted to drown in the bathtub.
She pressed her eyes with her arms and murmured lowly.