Both of them smelled of seawater, which was not pleasant.
He didn't mind it on her, but he was afraid she might mind it on him.
So, Mo Yinhe also stripped off his wet clothes and, holding her, stepped into the bathtub together to bathe first.
Si Mingjing felt so hot it was as if she were trapped in magma, so uncomfortable that tears rolled down her face.
She even joked about herself, "It's fun to turn into a dragon for a moment, but afterward, it's like a crematorium. I don't want to turn into a Giant Dragon ever again."
Mo Yinhe was amused and laughed.
He brushed his lips over hers, coaxing her, "Mingjing, don't be afraid. I'll treat you well, treat you well for a lifetime. I'll never bully you. If we argue in the future, I'll definitely be the first to admit my mistake and never give you the cold shoulder, okay?"
Mo Yinhe kissed her, a lingering confession.
Si Mingjing lifted her tear-soaked face.
