After provoking the holy maiden of Miao territory, she was infected with a love curse.

With her eyes closed, Yin Huaixi undressed Sang Che completely.

Then he crumpled the clothes into a ball and picked them up.

She threw the dirty clothes into the laundry basket, and before she could turn around, she heard a loud "thump" that exploded in the bathroom.

It's obvious without even thinking that something must have happened to Sang Che.

Yin Huaixi turned her head, her body reacting faster than her brain, and rushed to the edge of the bathtub. She looked down.

Sang Che was completely submerged in the bathtub; the steaming water almost reached her neck, nearly drowning her entire head.

Seriously…

What you can't see is troublesome.

Despite her disgust, Yin Huaixi still rolled up her sleeves, reached out and grabbed Sang Che's thin shoulders, pulling him out of the bath.

Water droplets cascaded down, splashing into the center of the bathtub and creating ripples.

One by one, they slid off Sang Che's skin.

Her long, black hair was damp.

Strands of it adhered to the skin.

It's so captivating that you can't take your eyes off it.

Before Yin Huaixi could react, Sang Che reached out and grabbed her waist, pulling her down sharply.

There was another "thump".

That's good now.

Even Yin Huaixi fell into the bathtub. The water in the bathtub was not deep. Yin Huaixi struggled in a panic and was pressed against Sang Che's thigh.

She gritted her teeth and looked up in frustration.

He wished he could grab Sang Che by the neck with both hands and strangle him to death.

Yin Huaixi: "Sang Che, what do you mean by this... You soaked my bathrobe, are you feeling smug now?"

"Are pranks fun?"

Fortunately, only her bathrobe got wet. If her pajamas had gotten wet, Yin Huaixi wouldn't have had enough clothes in her suitcase, and she would have had to share them with Sang Che.

She was really going to turn against Sang Che.

Yin Huaixi's anger was so real that Sang Che wasn't angry at all; to him, it sounded like heavenly music.

She reached her fingers out of the bathtub and gently touched Yin Huaixi's cheek with lingering affection.

Yin Huaixi: "Sang Che... what are you doing... I'm telling you... you're not allowed to do anything reckless..."

"you…"

The few words were spoken in a disorganized manner.

Sang Che didn't listen at all. She leaned down and kissed Yin Huaixi's soft lips.

Sucking, biting.

His body was taut and straight.

Strands of messy hair brushed against Yin Huaixi's cheek, and a tingling sensation throughout her body made her forget to resist. She was surprised to find that she didn't actually reject Sang Che's approach and caresses.

It's crazy.

"Sang Che... that's enough..."

"Are you ever going to stop...?"

Her chest heaved violently, Yin Huaixi's eyes were bloodshot, and her voice became soft and weak.

Sang Che leaned forward again, shaking her head: "Huai Xi, you're still the same as before."

"Actually, you have feelings for me too, don't you?"

"Why resist my existence... Huaixi, we can do so many things."

Reaching out to touch Yin Huaixi's soft lips, Sang Che missed his wife terribly.

She originally thought that being separated from Sang Che by some distance would allow her to regain her senses, but she never expected that the sweet fragrance in the bathroom would become stronger and stronger.

It almost completely eroded Yin Huaixi's remaining rationality.

Realizing something was wrong, Yin Huaixi looked at Sang Che with lust outweighing resentment.

She asked in frustration, "Sang Che... what exactly did you put in the bathroom?"

"Why does it taste so strange...you..."

"You are despicable, shameless, and vile..."

Sang Che shook her head after being scolded. She pressed her thumb down, regretting that her eyes hadn't recovered at that moment, otherwise she would have seen the wonderful expression on Yin Huaixi's face.

That would make Sang Che very happy.

I feel completely relaxed and comfortable.

Sang Che: "Why do you say that, Huai Xi? The spices I placed here will only incite people's desires."

"If Huaixi truly has no feelings for me, no such thoughts or desires, then this spice will only have the opposite effect on her."

What is all this about?

Sang Che continued to be stubborn and try to mislead people!

Sang Che stirred the water in the bathtub with her fingers and moved closer to Yin Huaixi again. Her nose brushed against Yin Huaixi's wet, heavy bathrobe, and she opened her lips, biting down on the snow-white bathrobe with her pearly teeth.

Gently lift it down.

Yin Huaixi's entire back was exposed, completely visible.

Her body trembled as Yin Huaixi smelled the rich fragrance and looked down.

Sang Che smiled and kissed him again.

This time it was a light and soft kiss.

Without the slightest hint of conquering or seizing territory.

Seriously... how can you do this so skillfully? It's so... irresistible.

Yin Huaixi's period was approaching these past few days, and she did have sexual desires. She could have taken care of it herself, but unfortunately, Sang Che was unreasonable and domineering, so he moved in.

As a result, Yin Huaixi had no private space at all, and therefore dared not sneakily rummage through her suitcase to take that thing out.

"Sang Che..."

Sang Che responded to Yin Huaixi's call with a muffled groan, but her movements did not stop.

"You...you...have you used shower gel to wash your hands?"

Her whole body was flushed red from the smoke, but Yin Huaixi was still very concerned about this matter. Her rationality had long been confused by her desires.

Her eyes were unfocused as she stared intently at Sang Che's face.

pretty…

Really beautiful.

It's almost as if she's sleeping with a certain national sweetheart now.

Lust makes one lose their mind... Ah...

Hearing Yin Huaixi's muffled voice, Sang Che finally looked up and said in a hoarse voice, "I wiped it off."

"Huaixi, just enjoy yourself."

With her arms wrapped around Sang Che's back, Yin Huaixi straddled him completely, holding him in her arms.

Unsatisfied, Sang Che clung to Yin Huaixi again, kissing her neck.

Keep going up...

Up to the lips.

...

Yin Huaixi couldn't say exactly when the ordeal would end.

The water in the bathroom got cold, so Sang Che clung to her and went to bed. Sang Che was still not satisfied, but Yin Huaixi grabbed his wrist tightly.

Suppress it for her.

I felt completely exhausted, yet I also felt immensely satisfied.

Yin Huaixi hastily wrapped herself in her pajamas and threw Sang Che's fingers back at her.

"Aren't you tired? Sang Che...get some sleep..."

Despite being politely refused, Sang Che persisted without getting angry. She hooked her fingers over again, completely entangled with Yin Huaixi's fingers.

It has the connotation of a mangy dog.

Sang Che: "Huai Xi, can't we sleep together in each other's arms?"

It's that gentle, soft voice again.

Yin Huaixi really didn't want to indulge her.

But there was nothing they could do.

Yin Huaixi: "Sang Che, how old are you? Why do you still want to sleep in each other's arms?"

Are you a child?

"Even children these days aren't clingy anymore, are they?"

Yin Huaixi, who was originally weak, had inexhaustible energy when it came to arguing with Sang Che.

Sang Che clutched the blanket, shook his head pitifully, and said in an extremely sincere tone, "Huai Xi, it's a bit cold here... I don't feel warm sleeping alone."

Originally, Yin Huaixi didn't want to pay attention to Sang Che's unreasonable behavior, but then she turned around while clutching the blanket, only to remember that Sang Che seemed to really have a cold ailment.

I did not lie to her.

Yin Huaixi: "Then I'll turn the air conditioner down a bit. Don't be so fussy, just get some sleep, okay?"

With her eyes closed, Yin Huaixi, who was planning to fall asleep peacefully, really didn't want to pay any attention to any of Sang Che's conditions.

Please, where does she get so much free time?

I don't know when I fell asleep.

Yin Huaixi was in a daze when she felt something cool and jade-like wrap around her from behind.

Very comfortable.

Perhaps because of what he had done, the stuffy heat in his body did not disappear the moment that "thing" wrapped around him.

Yin Huaixi then hugged him back.

She rested her chin on "that thing" and slept even more soundly.

Sang Che, who had expected to be kicked off the bed, found her waist tightly embraced, and she couldn't help but chuckle.

Happiness came...so suddenly.