Wang Xiangxiang returned to her room and, mimicking his actions, used her hand to test the bathwater. When had he begun taking such meticulous care of her, even ensuring the temperature of her bath water was just right?
The corners of her mouth lifted gently. This feeling of being cherished was truly wonderful. She slowly removed her clothes, revealing her immaculate, fair skin.
She tiptoed into the bathtub.
Thinking about everything that had happened today felt like a dream, one that she didn't want to wake from.
She knew it was her own desire to cling to these feelings. She wanted to treasure these few days with him, so she closed her eyes and slowly washed herself. However, unknowingly, her eyelids became heavier and she drifted off to sleep.
Just then, a knife was inserted into the door crack and gently flicked upward. The bolt locked inside the door easily slid open.
A few men walked into the room and saw Wang Xiangxiang in the bathtub.
