C3 (1/2)

Dense mist began to swirl around the man's back and grow more and more. The water in the bathtub was already full and rippled, waiting for the man to comfortably lie inside.

The blurred reflection of the man's broad, muscular shoulders reflected in the mist-soaked mirror.

Xiao Meng Han bent down and was about to rip off her pants when the bathroom door was pushed open with a bang. Xiao Meng Han's movement stopped and her eyes fell on the figure that had barged in.

In his deep gaze, there was an explosion head with a face that couldn't be seen.

The only thing that Xiao Meng Han found pleasing to the eye was that pair of eyes: cold and stubborn. However, this couldn't be the reason for her intruding into his bathroom. Xiao Meng Han's eyes narrowed as she looked at her with a piercing gaze.

”You're not allowed to make a sound, or else …”

Xiao Meng Han had a hundred ways to make Mo Xiao Ran pass out while he was unharmed. However, he didn't move because there were a lot of footsteps outside. It was obvious that she was more worried than him.

Seeing how she avoided his gaze, Xiao Meng Han really wanted to see what she would do next. But after that, he would kick her out of the room.

”Let's go in.” Ye Mo ordered.

The corner of Xiao Meng Han's eyes twitched, her gaze becoming increasingly cold and dangerous. Did she know who her razor was aimed at?

”You think you can threaten me?”