Married to a wealthy family by mistake, the uncle spoiled her

He held her, who was wrapped like a dumpling, in one hand and checked the water temperature with the other.

After the water temperature was finally right, he put her in and tied the large bath towel wrapped around her into a knot.

He said hoarsely, "Don't take it away."

Ai Fei entered the water, and the warmth caressed her whole body. She felt comfortable and regained consciousness.

But because it was so comfortable, she felt lazy and leaned against the bathtub, her little hands still pulling at the bath towel on her body.

She said softly, "Mr. Ling, who takes a bath wrapped in a towel? It's uncomfortable!"

Ling Ye was too tense, his face becoming increasingly expressionless. He raised his hand to tuck her long hair back, "Just bear with it if you feel uncomfortable."

He felt even more uncomfortable, as if he was about to explode from the heat, yet he was still enduring it.

Why is he the only one who has to endure it, and she doesn't have to endure it!

"Why should I endure it when I can just take a nice bath?"

Ai Fei muttered something and used brute force to pull the bath towel off.

Well, without the knot that made her unable to breathe, she felt relaxed. She sighed and squinted her beautiful eyes comfortably.

Ling Ye had just helped her put her long hair on top of her head and was about to find a rubber band to tie it up when he suddenly saw the exploding scene in front of him. His hand trembled and her long hair suddenly flew down again.

Right now, he couldn't care less about her hair.

His deep dark eyes stared at the beautiful underwater scenery without blinking.

Then he supported himself on the edge of the bathtub with both hands, leaned down slightly, stared at her little face, and said in a hoarse voice as if stained with dark fire, "Fei Fei, you did this on purpose, right?

Good, you succeeded!"

He said, leaning over and kissing her.

The bustling scene was unfolding outside the window. He leaned on the edge of the bathtub and kissed her, bit by bit, using all the techniques he had figured out and all his heart.

The air was filled with heat, and she felt as if she was drowning in his tenderness, almost suffocating.

He crossed it in one breath, easing her breathing.

He pinched her little face with his big hands, looked at the peach blossoms splashing in the water, the sky full of pink clouds, and said in a seductive voice, "Fei Fei, do you want it?"

Ai Fei's mind was in a mess. She stared into his deep eyes, her voice hoarse: "I want it, will Mr. Ling give it to me?"

Ling Ye's beautiful eyebrows and eyes flushed a faint red, and he said affectionately: "Give it to me, whatever you want, I will give it to you."

After saying that, he kissed her bright red lips again, all the way down...

Then, the man's hot big hand touched her slender waist.

She was soaking in hot water and her body was already hot, but she didn't expect that the man's palm was even hotter, as if he was holding a ball of fire, which made her shiver.

Soon, she felt like she was being roasted on a fire, hot from head to toe, and from toe to head...

The huge floor-to-ceiling window reflected a picture of a man and a woman pressed together. Although the woman was not wearing a skirt, it did not prevent the man from becoming her slave...

Ai Fei had never taken such a tiring bath before. She was covered in sweat and couldn't tell whether it was water or sweat that was sliding down her body.

All she knew was that the man's palm was like a branding iron, burning her entire body.

She was so hot that her head was confused. A white light flashed by, and she seemed to see countless fireworks exploding in the sky, so gorgeous that it made her heart tremble.

After a long, long time, the splendor finally came to an end. She collapsed in the bathtub, clutching his clothes tightly with both hands, gasping for breath.

Although the man's clothes were soaked, he still wore them neatly, still looking dignified. Only the crimson at the corners of his eyes seemed to be filled with a faint desire...

Ai Fei was so weak that she had no strength left. She couldn't believe that a man had such great self-control and endurance.

There was a hint of accusation in the look he gave her.