"Ouch!"
The next second, just as Lin Liping tried to escape the awkward situation by stepping out of the tub, she slipped again.
"Watch out!"
With swift reflexes, Jiang Xinghai caught her, sweeping her up into a princess carry.
"I'm so unlucky today. I've slipped three times in a row."
Lin Liping, her face pale, lay in Jiang Xinghai's arms and stared blankly at the panting man before her.
"Luckily, you weren't hurt," Jiang Xinghai said with a grin.
"I… missed you."
Lin Liping suddenly confessed, her face flushing red. She then tilted her head up and pressed her lips against his.
"I…" Jiang Xinghai's mind went blank.
'Am I taking advantage of her?'
"Don't talk. I won't make you take responsibility for this."
Lin Liping cupped Jiang Xinghai's face with her hands, her passion turning wild.
SPLASH…
Then, as if by unspoken agreement, they both tumbled into the tub…
This was room 0909, the room Feng Lulu had booked. But she was fast asleep, snoring her head off.
