The sound of the shower trickled into Wen Tang's ears, but it stopped after just two or three minutes.
Wen Tang instinctively lifted her eyelids and glanced towards the bathroom.
The man's robust, naked body came into view.
His solid chest, the clear lines that hinted at a merman's silhouette, and...
Her cheeks turned a slight red, and she turned her head away without looking any further.
Even though she had seen him like this many times before, looking directly at him still made her feel a mix of shame and fear.
Just looking at him made her legs weak.
"Come here."
Pei Heyan sat down, flipping back a corner of the blanket, his large body leaning back.
Wen Tang could not tuck her loose hair behind her ear.
The two of them exchanged a glance.
It was as if they had reached an unspoken understanding.
Wen Tang leaned in willingly.
The deep and shallow intakes and releases continuously stirred up Pei Heyan's inner world.
