All sorts of images, all of them steamy.
His words were too much of a corruption to her thoughts!
Actually, Adrian's "inner self," Summer Sutton knew all about it.
She even knew the length and the heat.
Just thinking about it made Summer Sutton's face turn red again.
Her face was hot, hot enough to cook an egg.
Every time her gaze tried to drop, her face was domineeringly lifted up by Adrian, forced to look at him.
"The water temperature is getting cold!" Summer Sutton attempted to break the overly ambiguous atmosphere between them.
"Isn't it better when it's cold?" Adrian turned his gaze sideways to her, glanced at her slantingly, "It can cool down."
If it can't cool down, then let her do it!
Summer Sutton was stunned, awkward for quite a while, didn't dare continue discussing the topic with him, "Just wash like you should!"
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