Tattoo her name on her fingers.
Qin Shuang was confused for a couple of seconds before she suddenly realized what he meant.
The heat on her face had not yet dissipated when it once again became scorching hot.
She couldn't help but glare at He Zhiyao for a moment, struggling to jump down from his embrace, push him away, and without turning her head, run back to the bedroom, flipping the covers and climbing into bed.
He Zhiyao stood at the doorway of the washroom, watching her frantic and rabbit-like escape, and snickered.
Only then did he leisurely walk under the shower and turn the water back on.
Qin Shuang heard the sound of the water from the bathroom, stealthily peered out from under the covers, found her cellphone, and indeed saw several missed calls from Chen Jing.
She hurriedly returned Chen Jing's call, "Sister Chen, I'm fine, just left a bit early."
Chen Jing: "Where are you now?"
Qin Shuang looked around, realizing she didn't actually know where she was.