Baila was very embarrassed.
Baila's face turned red when she leaned against Rowan's body with such a posture. Her face flushed, and she could not even control her heart jumping.
Rowan was in a bad mood. He gnashed his teeth and said coldly, "Baila, did you do it on purpose?"
"I... I didn't. My hair is on your button. I'll try my best to get my hair free." Baila raised her hand to tidy her hair.
Rowan sensed Baila's action. And Baila touched his waist and abdomen randomly with her soft and white hands.
Even though Rowan still wore his clothes, he felt a surge of electric current hitting his heart as Baila touched him. He suddenly tightened his lean waist subconsciously.
"Baila, what are you doing?"
Baila could not see where her hair was stuck at all. Now, she stayed close to Rowan, so she was in a mess. And she even lost her mind.
Now when Baila heard Rowan's angry voice, Baila realized that she was touching Rowan's body.