This tone no longer resembles the gentle murmurs of "Jiajia" that he held her with yesterday, truly stingy in refusing her even a hint of tenderness.
Su Jia knew she didn't have to put on airs, so she composed her thoughts and walked towards him.
After her shower, she hadn't dried her hair, and droplets of water clung to her damp long hair, trailing along the strands and eventually dripping onto the carpet.
The varying kiss marks, after being soaked in warm water, appeared even rosier.
Particularly those on her neck, which made her snow-like skin appear even more alluring.
Lu Yanhe suppressed the restlessness in his heart and couldn't help but mock himself.
Ha, in the end, he overestimated his resolve against her.
It wasn't until she heard his footsteps growing more distant that Su Jia finally let out a slow sigh of relief.
She dried her hair and then went to the dining room, "Did you make breakfast?"
