Yu Gangan and Fang Zhihan went over to the hot springs.
As they stood in front of the normal pool, Yu Gangan was about to the remove her coat, but Fang Zhihan stopped her, “Did your teacher use this one today?”
Yu Gangan nodded her head.
“I don’t think they’ve changed the water today yet.”
“En.”
Fang Zhihan held onto Yu Gangan’s hand and dragged her over to the milk pool.
“Stop,” Yu Gangan held onto Fang Zhihan’s hand and squatted slightly. Lifting her head to look at him, she said coldly, “So, we can’t use the pool that my teacher used, but we can use the one that Gu Shuling used?”
Fang Zhihan’s lips curved into a smile, “I’ll ask someone to change the water, Miss Vinegar Barrel.”
“I’ve been tainted by the vinegar factory next to me.”
“I’ve tainted you? How come I didn’t know?” Fang Zhihan stretched out his arm and pulled Yu Gangan into his embrace. His gaze was gentle and soft.
Without noticing, Yu Gangan realized she had said something that sounded dirty! She quickly changed the subject shyly, “We haven’t used the petal one today. Let’s use the petal one.”
The petal pool was a little far away, in the corner of the plum blossom forest.
Fang Zhihan lifted Yu Gangan horizontally in his arms and Yu Gangan hooked her arms around his neck, “I’m a little heavy. Let me down. I can walk on my own.”
“You are indeed heavier than normal.”
“Huh?”
“As heavy as the world.”
Yu Gangan’s lips curved upwards slightly as she remembered a touching love quote: ‘I hope that even many years later, when I am gray-haired and old, you can still hold me in your arms and give me the tenderness of the world.’
But, no matter how peerless her appearance, and no matter how strong his body, they were bound to grow old. At that time, she had a feeling that the old man wouldn’t be able to lift her.
After a thousand thoughts, the couple arrived at the petal pool.
Amidst the plum blossom forest, there was a certain charm to the petal hot spring.
The rising steam, the flamboyant petals, the silver glow from the snowy night, and the perfect couple, was like a beautiful painting that was intoxicating.
“I don’t know why, but I find it strange for a grown man to soak in a petal hot spring,” Yu Gangan said with a smile as she splashed some water onto Fang Zhihan.
Fang Zhihan grabbed onto her wrist and pulled her into his embrace, “I already said I would call someone to change the water.”
“But, the milk one is no different. Both the milk pool and the petal pool are strange for a man to soak in.” The two bodies clung to each other, hot like fire. So hot that their hearts beat out of rhythm.
Yu Gangan subconsciously stretched out her hand to distance herself, but the man’s lips fell upon hers.
This was a passionate kiss. It was hot and wild; affectionate and lingering. Only when Yu Gangan was about to suffocate, did the man pull away reluctantly.
Her body was numb and her legs were weak as she leaned on Fang Zhihan and panted.
Fang Zhihan hugged her waist and pressed his forehead against hers. His usually icy eyes were filled with waves of desire.
His gaze caused Yu Gangan to panic and she looked sideways.
Fang Zhihan’s scorching hot breath fell on her ears and his lips slowly glided down to her neck, triggering bursts of numbness.
He kissed her neck and bit down on it.
Yu Gangan glared at him in pain, “Did you bite me again?!”
She pushed the man away in a vengeful manner but was shocked to find that he loosened his grip on her waist at this time and fell back into the water.
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