He just took a shower, and heat was rising from his skin.
Droplets of water fell down his hair, rolling down over his chest.
Lu Xiaoyou's gaze followed those droplets, watching the lively little beads tumble down from his abs.
Her gaze paused at the end of his Adonis belt; Lu Xiaoyou quickly raised her hand and fanned her face.
"Uh... ahem!" As soon as she spoke, she realized her voice was hoarse beyond belief, even the tone had changed.
"I washed my eyes, they're clear now..."
If she kept watching, she'd have a sty!
Lu Xiaoyou raised her hand, wanting to rub her heated eyes, but her hand was caught by Long Xiliang.
Lu Xiaoyou tried to keep a straight face, putting on a look as if she was very upright and unyielding, absolutely not to be swayed by beauty.
"You aren't allowed to make decisions on your own and go to Long Zeye's place in the future," Long Xiliang's breathing grew heavier as she touched him.
