No one knew how much time passed.
By the time they finally left the swimming pool, Rong Xingyu was carried back in Ding Yixin's arms.
Rong Xingyu's whole body was like it had been stripped of bones.
He was lying limply in Ding Yixin's embrace and too lazy to even move a finger.
The two of them had just come out of the pool, both drenched from head to toe and then conveniently took a shower together as well.
Ding Yixin wrapped the dried Rong Xingyu in a large bath towel, gently lifting him and carrying him to the bed.
"Yuyu," Ding Yixin's voice grew low and hoarse as he looked at Rong Xingyu. "Now is not the right time. How about we rest early tonight?"
The youth was as pure as a blank sheet of paper.
Ding Yixin knew very well that he was not a good person, but he would never stoop so low as to take advantage of the situation and stain it like that.
Moreover, he could not bear to treat Rong Xingyu in such a way.
