She suddenly felt a chill on her back, and it was a little creepy.
F * ck.
It can't be.
Sang Xia took a step back unconsciously, and as expected, the door opened in the next second. She saw Rong Zhan's dark, exquisite, and devilish face.
The moment Rong Zhan opened the bathroom door, he saw sang Xia standing there with a towel wrapped around her. She did not take a shower and just stood there, looking helpless and nervous. Other than feeling upset, he also felt that it was very strange.
what was wrong with her?
When sang Xia saw Rong Zhan walking towards her, she tightened her grip on the bath towel and cleared her throat. She lowered her head and turned around to take another shower.
She knew that she would be dead if she went out.
but even so, she had only taken two steps when a strong force suddenly clasped her waist. she cried out in shock and fell into rong zhan's arms.