Suddenly, the steam in the bathroom swirls into an ambiguous haze.
With her eyes closed, she couldn't see the shimmering light in his eyes, but she could feel his burning body.
This inevitably reminded Xia Liyou of a time, years ago, they'd spent in the bathroom.
It was just as wild.
And there was that time in her rental house when they didn't quite go all the way. But it seemed like Ou Chengtian had a particular fondness for the bathroom.
Moreover, in the bathroom, he always became more tender, and his endurance seemed to increase.
The bathroom in the Presidential suite echoed with their soft hums and the sound of running water, ignored by everyone.
Accompanied by heavy breathing, the temperature in the bathroom skyrocketed.
In the tiny bathroom, a certain someone had, in multiple positions, been tormenting her mercilessly.
It was not until she pleaded in tears that he showed any signs of mercy.
