42 Thinking Back to When We First Met (2)

Qiao Anhao didn't understand just what Lu Jinnian wanted to do. Under the pressure of his body, she instinctively closed her eyes.

Lu Jinnian's brow was cold as ice. He stood with head tilted and his eyes glued to Qiao Anhao. He pushed hard against her body but didn't make any other movements.

Qiao Anhao was soaked from head to toe, and so was Lu Jinnian. The clothes on his body were dripping wet.

In the bathroom, the sound of running water came from the shower head he had thrown into the tub.

Besides this, there was silence.

Deep down inside, this kind of silence and stillness in the atmosphere made Qiao Anhao feel incredibly uneasy. However, she didn't dare open her eyes. In the end, because of the cold or the nerves, she couldn't help but tremble.

Such a minor gesture couldn't evade Lu Jinnian's watchful eyes. He furrowed his brows. Suddenly, he lowered his head and bit down hard onto her shoulder, where producer Sun had touched.