Yang Yunhai took a long cold shower to suppress the heat inside him.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Yang Yunhai shook his head with a helpless smile.
From childhood to adulthood, he had never been so embarrassed by anything, yet today he lost his composure over a kiss.
Yang Yunhai, oh Yang Yunhai, see how limited you are.
After a round of psychological self-talk, Yang Yunhai, back to his usual calm, opened the bathroom door and walked out. The little girl was still sitting there foolishly.
But her eyes were fixed on the bathroom door, unblinking.
Seeing him come out, she hurriedly stood up, looking at him with affection in her eyes, her alluring red lips swollen from the kiss earlier, making them even more tempting.
Yang Yunhai glanced at her, and just when Gu Lingling thought he was going to say something, he unexpectedly turned around and went back into the bathroom.
But he quickly washed his face and came out again.
Embarrassed? Definitely.
