Lin Wanwan changed into Lu Shouyue's oversized T-shirt and gracefully stepped out of the washroom.
A white mist seemed to envelop her, and her fluffy, tousled hair added a hint of languidness to her appearance. Her legs under the T-shirt looked exceptionally long and dazzlingly white.
Lu Shouyue discreetly swallowed, feeling a dry throat, as if time had reversed.
She always managed to easily stir his heart; every smile and every move made him lose control.
He recalled the time when they were first trapped together. Lin Wanwan wore his oversized T-shirt, walked down the stairs, and entered his heart like a sprite, instantly triggering his most primal male instincts, nearly embarrassing him on the spot.
Last time, he could only hurry to the fridge to calm down, but this time, he doesn't need to endure excessively.
He rose slightly, pulled her onto his lap, and couldn't help but kiss her again, unabashedly letting her feel his longing for her.
