Jiang Xi knew what Rong Nian wanted as "compensation." She closed her eyes, not resisting.
The water poured down from above, and the temperature in the bathroom climbed higher and higher until, in the end, Jiang Xi could no longer distinguish between pain and pleasure.
Her voice grew hoarse from screaming, and tears rolled down uncontrollably as she looked at the tightly drawn face of the handsome man before her.
Her gaze wandered over his stunning features, finally resting on his thin lips.
Desiring deeply, she hoarsely whispered, "Kiss me, Rong Nian, kiss me..."
Her voice was pitiable and sorrowful!
Rong Nian lowered his eyes to look at her face flushed with desire, his gaze also falling on her trembling lips.
Jiang Xi tilted her head up, leaning in to kiss him, but he tilted his chin upward, and her kiss missed, landing on his chin instead.