Xu Wendong felt a sudden tightness in his throat, his eyes instantly captured by Lin Yiren's alluring body, unable to look away.
He took a deep breath, attempting to calm the heat rising within, but found it futile as the warmth shot up to his head with his blood.
Lin Yiren slightly tilted her head back, her wet long hair spread like black satin, a few strands clung to her flushed cheeks due to desire.
Droplets of water slowly descended along her elegant neck, past the delicate clavicle, finally disappearing underwater, resembling an enchanting picture.
Her luscious lips parted slightly, her voice soft and sultry: "Why are you still standing there? Come over quickly..."
This call acted like a fuse, instantly igniting Xu Wendong's long-suppressed desire.
He quickly stepped to the bathtub, swiftly shedding his clothes, and stepped into the water with a scorching body temperature.
