She could no longer concern herself with so much; she had likely drunk too much water that evening and now urgently needed to relieve herself.
They were husband and wife, her body already thoroughly exposed to him. Being together in the bathhouse was no big deal now.
Besides, there was a screen for privacy.
Ye Yiheng finally understood why she had come.
The fire that he had just managed to suppress instantly flared up again.
Soon, Leng Yu Yan finished her business and cleansed her hands.
As she passed by the bath, she couldn't help but steal a glance inside.
That single look made Ye Yiheng lose control once more, and he spun around to the edge of the pool, drawing her into his embrace.
The woman in his arms was stunningly beautiful, exuding a natural charm. Even in the plainest nightgown, she was seductively glowing.
Leng Yu Yan hastily closed her eyes. The man held nothing to cover himself!
Not only was he bare, but his body was also icy to the touch.
