After a long time, Shen Yuan asked softly: "Do you want to shower first or shall I?"
Su Xuewei withdrew her gaze, blinked her beautiful eyes somewhat begrudgingly: "We are just sleeping, can't we skip the shower?"
"You may not mind my stink but I mind yours. Cooking dinner tonight has definitely made us sweaty. Go on, take a shower. Don't worry, I'm just going to hold you and sleep."
After saying this, Shen Yuan added silently to himself, maybe I'll just take a look or at most, a little touch.
Hmm, and maybe a little fiddle.
Su Xuewei's dressing style was always simple, light-colored jeans with a plain black T-shirt, not the tight-fitting kind but a slightly tailored one.
Yet even so, it still couldn't hide her natural gifts — her rounded chest, waist slender enough to hold, and full, pert buttocks.
To put it simply in two words... unbeatable!
"Then... I'll shower first."
