"child..."
Ronan Ye had a smile on his face, and while washing his hands, he joked in a low voice: "It's a bit fast, isn't it? Have you been practicing boy kung fu for too long?"
Lennox Jiang was half-leaning on the sink, his long and clean fingers tightly clenching the smooth countertop. His cheeks were flushed, and his breathing was much heavier than usual. His heart was beating fast. He didn't dare to look at Ronan Ye and stared down at the bathroom. There was a parquet floor, and I was frantically trying to find a crack to get through.
It's so embarrassing...just die!
Ronan Ye couldn't help laughing and didn't tease him anymore.
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