Lu Xiaoyou lifted the corners of her lips, "I can let you feel even more warmth, do you want to try?"
The smile on her face was wicked to the extreme.
Long Zeye's thin lips curved into a smile, remarkably similar to Lu Xiaoyou's, "I hope you can use yourself to warm me."
Lu Xiaoyou's smile was as sweet as the sweetest honey. She knelt by the edge of the bathtub, extending her hand, her fingertips brushing past Long Zeye's nape, caressing his soft short hair.
A jolt of electricity surged through his nape, making his scalp tingle instantly.
His pupils widened suddenly, and as he was captured by this tingling sensation, before Long Zeye could react to what Lu Xiaoyou intended, it was already too late!
Lu Xiaoyou pressed his head down, submerging his face into the water.
Hot water instantly covered his head, Long Zeye raised his hand to shake her off, but Lu Xiaoyou gripped his wrist.
