Chapter Twenty-Five

  The water temperature was just right, and after rinsing for a moment, the room was filled with misty steam. Li Yiheng pushed his wet hair to the top of his head, turned around, and fumbled to take the bath liquid from the wall.

  A hand stopped his action.

  Li Yiheng turned around.

  In the hazy fog, Lei Jin's face was not very clear, but the touch of finger to finger was incredibly real. His fingertips were icy cold, tracing along his own palm and sliding up, teasingly brushing against his fingers, palm, and veins... The neatly trimmed nails were three parts light, three parts gentle, with a hint of invitation, roaming freely on his exposed skin, as if guiding all the descending blood to reverse direction, flowing uniformly along the skin's meridians towards the neck and collarbone.

  Li Yiheng grasped those mischievous fingers.

  Those hands then flowed smoothly, obediently curled up in his palm, and the little finger seemed to have scratched his palm lines, making Li Yiheng smile with a hint of understanding.

  He gently pulled Li Jin in front of him, and the warm water instantly soaked her from head to toe. The snow-white shirt clung tightly to her body, revealing her overly slender waistline.

  "What's wrong, aren't you afraid?" Li Yiheng asked with a smile.

  "You're not a fierce beast," in the hazy mist, Lei Jin's eyes seemed to have fished out the most beautiful black pearl from the depths of the ocean, shining with dazzling light, so much that it bewildered people's hearts, "Why should I be afraid?"

  "Stubborn." Li Yiheng didn't think so and chuckled, suddenly pinning him against the wall with a tight waist hold.

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