She stared blankly at the buttons in front of Luoz, suddenly realizing that she had already changed into pajamas, and her bra had been removed as well. Her small face turned crimson in an instant, as if it could start dripping blood the next second—not from any surging emotions, but from endless embarrassment.
How did Luoz feel when he did such a thing? Didn't he feel awkward?
Thinking of this, Su Nian felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, as if her whole body was covered in thorns, unable to stay composed in Luoz's embrace any longer.
She slowly moved Luoz's hand away, crawled out of his arms, picked up clean clothes, and walked into the bathroom. It wasn't until the cool water splashed on her face that Su Nian regained some clarity. She and Luoz were still married, so whatever Luoz did to her was reasonable.
