Qiao An lowered her head.
Against the wine-red, bubbling water, her pale skin looked like a freshly boiled rice dumpling waiting to be sampled. As the water shifted, the decorative petals floating on the surface were pushed aside, revealing her partially obscured lower abdomen.
Gu Jingxing had been intense last night, but perhaps out of consideration that they might be soaking in a hot spring with others today, he hadn’t left any marks on her. Still, when passion runs high, some things are impossible to keep entirely under control. A deep hickey remained just to the right of her lower belly.
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