It took her nearly an hour to wash herself completely clean.
Lai Manling also blew her hair dry.
She looked in the mirror at her fair, cherubic face and flawless, silky-smooth skin.
Lai Manling made a fist to pump herself up.
"You can do it!"
Then, Lai Manling returned to the guest bedroom.
The bath towel that had been around Qi Sheng was now tossed casually onto a chair.
At the end of February in Chengdu, it was still quite cold indoors.
Fortunately, the guest room also had an air conditioner, which was constantly blowing warm air.
So he wasn't worried about catching a cold.
"Dar—"
Before Lai Manling could finish speaking, Qi Sheng pulled her onto the bed.
The bath towel wrapped around her fell away.
"Ah!"
Lai Manling didn't even have time to scream before Qi Sheng covered her cherry-like lips with his own.
His breath, still carrying a faint scent of alcohol, made her dizzy.
Qi Sheng sized up the young woman before him.
