Will Shuang'er be unable to cope with what happened today?
Feng Tianyou was frantic, knocking on the door anxiously, "Shuang'er, don't scare me. Say something, please."
Lin Zishuang was soaking in the bathtub at that moment, vigorously scrubbing her skin.
"I... I'm fine…"
Hearing her voice, Feng Tianyou finally let out a breath of relief, "Shuang'er, don't feel sad. I'm right outside. Don't stay in the bath too long; it's cold and you might catch a chill."
"Alright…"
Lin Zishuang kept scrubbing desperately, yet she felt no matter how hard she washed, she couldn't rid herself of the beast's lingering scent.
When she thought of his hands, Lin Zishuang bit down on her teeth hard to stop herself from crying out loud.
She stayed in the bath for a full half hour but hadn't come out yet.
Feng Tianyou grew more and more uneasy, checking his watch repeatedly.
"Shuang'er, are you done? Don't keep bathing—it's cold now, and you might get sick."
