Just from Jiaojiao's affection towards Qin Miaomiao, things have progressed to the point where they're wearing bathrobes, and there's already water in the bathing pool. What's going to happen next? What's going to happen?
Ahhhhh! Just thinking about it makes one feel like their nose might bleed. No, wait—this fire within feels like it's about to burst upward!
"Jin Jing! If you dare bang on the door again, I'll beat you to death!"
Outside went quiet. Jiaojiao tilted her head to listen, satisfied that the punk finally knew his limits.
She was just about to take off her clothes when suddenly—bang! The door was kicked open!
A person walked in. Jiaojiao's collar was wide open, and she stared dumbfounded at the intruder. The man shot her a quick, casual glance. That glance... it carried unmistakable killing intent.
Jin Jing let out a loud yell, rushed forward, and tied up the open collar of her robe. Then, without hesitation, he hoisted her onto his shoulder.
