Qiao An lowered her head.
Against the wine-red, floral-scented bathwater, Qiao An’s skin appeared as white as a freshly boiled rice dumpling waiting to be tasted. As the water rippled, it pushed aside the floating decorations, revealing her partially submerged midriff.
Gu Jingxing had been intense last night, but perhaps out of consideration for the fact that they might be soaking in a hot spring with others today, he hadn't left any obvious marks on her body. However, when passion ran high, some things were impossible to keep under control. A deep, lingering hickey still remained on the lower right side of her abdomen.
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