226, fire, ignites upon touch

Shi Yuhuan, barechested, with his tall height and long legs, came to the bedside in a few strides, coldly staring at Zishi.

It seemed he indicated for Zishi to remove himself from the bed, but Zishi pretended not to notice, rubbing his round head affectionately on Song Qinghuan's lap.

Shi Yuhuan's eyes grew slightly rigid, and with an outstretched arm, he lifted Zishi off the bed, and placed him on the floor.

After rolling around on the floor, Zishi reluctantly stood by the bed, looking utterly unwilling to move away.

The masculine scent from Shi Yuhuan after his bath forcefully assailed her senses, causing Song Qinghuan to feel a twinge of embarrassment and shyness mixed with some restlessness.

She held her breath, her fair cheeks flushed red, her eyelashes trembling slightly as she raised her eyes to look at Shi Yuhuan, "Maybe…I go out and play with Zishi a bit more?"