"Ah Zi, I want to..." His voice suddenly lowered.
"Mmm, okay..." She responded coyly.
Shen Qi dropped the crayfish in his hand directly on the floor, picked her up, and headed towards the bed.
Ye Zixu remembered his hands weren't washed, so she lightly bit his thin lips: "Your hands aren't washed..."
Shen Qi gave a devilish smile: "That's easy to solve!"
With that, he turned around holding her and walked towards the bathroom.
Once in the bathroom, he carried her towards the sink, placed her on the countertop beside it, turned on the faucet with one hand, and then pressed against her, washing his hands in the sink from behind her.
In this position, his face was completely buried in her embrace.
"Mmm... Ah Zi, we haven't tried the bathroom yet..."
"No..." She chuckled softly.
"But I can't hold back anymore..."
"Not here..."
"Here is perfect..." His voice was deep and hoarse, his hand, still cool with droplets of water, slowly slid up from beneath her clothes...
