Zhao Qingyan gently knocked on the bathroom door, "I brought the clothes."

Then the bathroom door opened and the long arms extended out from inside.

Zhao Qingyan was about to hand over the clothes to him, but unexpectedly he pulled her into her. She fell into a strong chest without any defense.

"You!" Zhao Qingyan was angry again, and his heartbeat was faster. What was angry was that Qiao Junxi had obviously planned to lead her in, but at this moment she was so close to Qiao Junxi. He was not wearing a wisp of inches of strands on his body, and only had a bath towel around his waist. His wet hair was dripping with water. He gushed down his Ang Zang's body, emitting a crystal clear light, which looked very sexy. Zhao Qingyan felt dizzy.

"Let me go." She struggled for a moment, trying to keep the two of them away.

However, he looked up inadvertently and happened to see a mirror above the sink opposite. In the mirror, there was Qiao Junxi's wide back, and even his long legs could be seen, straight and powerful.

Her cheeks were flushed and she hid in Qiao Junxi's arms with a little shyness.

Even after seeing this scene by herself, she felt extremely ambiguous.

Zhao Qingyan's struggle in Qiao Junxi's eyes was just a scoundrel that shook the tree. Instead, he pressed Zhao Qingyan onto the wall behind her with a little force. He lowered his head, sprayed the warm breath on her face, and said with a smile: "Thank you."

Zhao Qingyan was puzzled, "What do you thank?" She subconsciously wanted to avoid Qiao Junxi's approach, but found that she could not retreat.

"Thank you for helping me get my clothes." Qiao Junxi's beautiful voice sounded in her ears. In the narrow bathroom space, his courage seemed even more crazy.

Zhao Qingyan thought he was very humorous, "That's how you thank me?" It was really hard to set up a routine to lock her up.

He was not angry at all when he noticed the sarcasm between her words. Instead, he pressed her closer and closer, his fingers rubbing her waist intentionally or unintentionally. Unfathomable energy was hidden in his deep eyes. He leaned close to her ear and said softly: "Well... I promised him... okay?"

The words that were too numb and the breath sprayed in her ears made Zhao Qingyan numb, and she couldn't help but tremble for a moment.

Little did she know that her reaction invisibly stimulated Qiao Junxi's desire. His eyes darkened, and he immediately hugged Zhao Qingyan and sat on the sink. Inadvertently, he happened to stand between her two tuitions. Zhao Qingyan lowered his head slightly and could see that the only cover on his body was now wrapped loosely around his waist, and there were signs of loosening. His face turned into cooked shrimps, and she quickly looked away.

"Qiao Junxi--" She tried to change the embarrassing situation in front of her, but when she moved her body, her legs were filled with strength. She didn't know it, but Qiao Junxi gave the most direct reaction. He couldn't help but let out a muffled groan from his throat.

The next second, the overwhelming kiss fell down...

While kissing her, he reached out to unbutton her clothes. It was not until his shirt took off from his body that Zhao Qingyan suddenly regained some rationality, "I...I haven't taken a shower yet..."

Qiao Junxi kissed her and didn't want to let go easily, and said vaguely: "I don't dislike..."

Even though Zhao Qingyan was trapped in the tenderness of this moment, she still resisted, "No...Okay..."

Zhao Qingyan's determination forced Qiao Junxi to have a half-time break. His warm breath deliberately burned her white energy, "Do you want me to help you?"
Chapter completed!