In the cramped bathroom, the shower above kept spraying water, streams of cold water flowed down from Hu Qingyu's head, soaking her entire body and stimulating her perfect skin.
However, the cold water didn't reduce the heat in her body; at first, it had a slowing effect. But now, she only felt as if there were a furnace in her body, her lips dry, seemingly needing someone else's moisture at any moment.
Her rationality was dissipating bit by bit, leaving only lust, ready to engulf her at any moment.
The bathroom door had been locked firmly by her. Hu Qingyu, after finding the room door couldn't be opened, managed to rush into the bathroom, locked the door, and turned on the cold water, trying to wash her body and keep her sanity, while inwardly calling for Xu Xiangbei, hoping Xu Xiangbei could come and save her.
