The hot water from the shower head fell on his face, and Ethan Jian came to his senses. His weak legs made him reach out to the wall, but the cold tiles made him shrink back.
The hot water washed over the skin which was extremely sensitive after the orgasm, and a soft moan came from her throat.
The ambiguous atmosphere in the bathroom became more obvious due to the heat.
The pain coming from his private parts kept reminding Ethan Jian what he had just done.
Ethan Jian's back was pressed tightly against the warm chest. When he was unconscious, he leaned on Patrick Li. He didn't know where his slippers were thrown. Ethan Jian felt like there was something on the back of his right foot, but he couldn't see clearly in the mist.
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