Warm spring water instantly enveloped the two of them.
Ning Rongrong closed her eyes tightly in shame, her hands having nowhere to rest, and could only grip Xiong Shaoqing's broad shoulders with all her might.
Xiong Shaoqing patiently wiped her skin with the warm water.
Rough fingertips brushed across her long, snow-white neck, her delicate collarbone, and that slender waist of a span.
Every gentle touch stirred a wave of unbearable trembling in Ning Rongrong beneath the water.
"Shaoqing... big scoundrel... so itchy..." Ning Rongrong felt an unprecedented numbness sweep through her entire body like an electric current, her mind gradually turning completely blank.
Amid the rippling waves, she leaned weakly against Xiong Shaoqing's broad, burning chest, a few suppressed, sweet, and tender calls spilling from her red lips.
Until Ning Rongrong melted entirely into a puddle of spring water and hooked her neck around his with dazed eyes, Xiong Shaoqing finally picked her up from the bath, wrapped her amazing body radiating heat and faint fragrance in a soft, huge bath towel, and laid her on the soft cushions of the couch.
His lips traveled all the way down her long, snow-white neck, lingering endlessly at the charming collarbone; every single suck and every light bite brought a wave of unbearable trembling to Ning Rongrong.
"Shaoqing... you're too wicked..." Ning Rongrong felt an unprecedented numbness sweep through her entire body like an electric current, her mind gradually turning completely blank.
She weakly twisted her slender waist, attempting to escape this torture that was nearly melting her, yet secretly craved more deep within her heart.
Xiong Shaoqing thoroughly enjoyed this process of pulling the proud little princess of the sect down into the mortal world bit by bit, watching her become completely intoxicated and bewildered within his embrace.
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