Su Yayan rushed into the bathroom and her face was as red as a tomato.
The rising hot water dispersed the heat in the room and enshrouded the mirror at the side.
Su Yayan looked at her flushed face in the mirror. Her heart pounded uncontrollably at the thought of what was about to happen.
"Isn't it just consummation? We're already legally married. Why are you panicking? Can you be more mature?" Su Yayan glared at her reflection in the mirror.
Then, she took a quick shower and hid under the covers before Huo Chenhuan got close.
Huo Chenhuan glanced at Su Yayan, who was hiding under the blanket like a little bump. The smile in his eyes deepened.
When Su Yayan heard the bathroom door close again, she poked her head out from under the covers. She touched her phone and opened the private collection that Ling Xiaoqi had sent her. She decided to make a last-minute effort.