After countless entanglements, she felt the man was particularly rough and indulgent today.
In the end, Lu Wanwan nearly fainted.
After finishing, Gu Annan picked up the woman from the bed and carried her to the bathroom.
She lay there obediently with her eyes closed, her remaining consciousness making her too lazy to even lift a finger, letting him do as he pleased.
Just as he placed her into the bathtub, Lu Wanwan's body moved slightly, seemingly very comfortable in the warm water, and she languidly lay against his chest once more.
"Still not waking?" He lowered his eyebrows, his deep eyes darkened, and his thin lips brushed against her forehead.
"Tired…" Lu Wanwan still kept her eyes closed, her weak voice barely uttering a sigh like a cat's mewl.
He lowered his head and pecked her face a few times. In the humid mist, her black hair clung tightly to her fair jade-like face, with traces of ambiguous marks he left near her delicate collarbone, full of allure.
