She didn't have the courage to look again, nor did she know what Feng Tianyou would think of her.
Lin Zishuang turned her face away, grabbed the showerhead, and started washing directly.
When the hot water ran over her chest, Lin Zishuang couldn't help but wince in pain.
She closed her eyes, too afraid to think about how she had grabbed Feng Tianyou's hand and refused to let go at the time.
The more she thought about it, the redder Lin Zishuang's face became.
After about ten minutes, Lin Zishuang finally came out of the bathroom.
Whether it was because of her shyness or the heat from the shower, Lin Zishuang's face was extremely red.
Feng Tianyou looked at her flushed face and thought she might have a fever again. He couldn't help but reach out to check her forehead.
Lin Zishuang panicked and immediately recoiled.
"Shuang'er, why is your face so red? Are you having a fever again?"
