At that moment, when Su Qingtian spoke those words, Tong Ran was almost frightened to the point of fainting...
She always talked tough, but that was under the premise that he was always there. If he were really sick and fell, Tong Ran doesn't know what her world would become.
She didn't know how she would accept and endure it... She would suffer ten thousand times more than he would.
Thankfully...
Tong Ran's heart finally settled.
The man carried her out of the shower, with Tong Ran clinging to him like a sloth, too tired to take even one step.
Mo Nanjue approached the bathtub filled with hot water, bent down and tested the temperature with his hand before nibbling her earlobe, "Enjoyed the touch?"
Tong Ran snapped back to reality, hastily pulling back her wandering hands from his body, "…Yes, yes."
Embarrassing!
She actually touched him for so long...
Mo Nanjue smiled at the corner of his mouth, gripping her waist and pulling her down from himself, "Sit inside."
