In her haze, Li Li felt as if the entire world were swaying. Her brain had lost the ability to think independently, or perhaps she simply couldn't be bothered. Her heart felt stuffed with desire, yet, inexplicably, a sense of emptiness washed over her.
Her slender, fair hands hooked around Shang Che’s neck, and she clung to him like a ragdoll. The world spun, water splashed, and the enveloping warmth pressed in from all sides. Li Li was flushed pink from her fingertips to her face.
Shang Che stood by the bathtub, his eyes burning with a flame as he locked his gaze onto her. With the plastic packaging between his teeth, he used one hand to flick open his belt buckle. Amidst the sloshing water and the sound of tearing plastic, Li Li surrendered completely to his "service."
Chapter 61