Whispers to the Soul: Surrendering to Love Snare Chapter 329 Lin Mubai’s Torment

Fifteen minutes later, Lin Mubai’s car stopped in the parking lot of a high-end residential area in B City. After the car was turned off, he quickly got out from the driver’s seat, walked to the passenger seat, opened the door, and gently lifted his little woman out. Then, he headed towards the elevator, and until Lin Mubai carried her into his ho, the little woman in his arms showed no signs of waking up, prompting him to shake his head again with exasperation: "Such a sleepy little pig."

He first placed the little woman on his large bed before heading into the bathroom. Once the bathtub was more than half filled with water, he turned back to the room to scoop up the little woman from the bed.

This ti, as soon as he picked her up, she lazily awoke, asking a question that amused Lin Mubai: "Where are you taking ?" The blatant defensiveness in her words made Lin Mubai want to roll his eyes. This woman was truly amusing, not realizing that if he had wanted to make a move, he would have done so long ago. What would be the point of waiting?

Too lazy to respond, Lin Mubai directly carried her into the bathroom, letting her stand on her own. He turned to test the water temperature in the bathtub before carefully instructing the curious little woman in front of him: "The water temperature is just right; you should soak in the bath quickly so you don’t catch a cold. I will find you so clothes. Additionally, there’s nothing extra here, so you’ll have to use mine. You better not complain."

With that, Lin Mubai turned and left. Only then did An Nan pay attention to the unfamiliar environnt, but since she was used to adapting easily, she didn’t think much about it. She simply went along with the setting, beginning to remove her wet clothes, eager to enjoy a nice bath.

In fact, the mont she saw this man on the street, half of the pain in her heart was healed instantly, and by now, she’d almost fully recovered. As for the looming problems ahead, she decided to take them one step at a ti. Her nature wasn’t one to worry unnecessarily.

Young Master Lin, walking out of the bathroom, felt as though every step he took was agonizing. His beloved woman was taking a bath in the bathroom behind him, and he couldn’t touch her. Additionally, this was the place where they first beca intimate. Every ti he glanced at the large bed in the center of the room, he felt as if the blood coursing through his veins was boiling.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Mubai swiftly walked into his wardrobe and picked out one of his most worn shirts before returning to the bathroom door.

There’s an undeniable truth that n have a wicked side; they enjoy seeing their favorite woman wear their shirts. Lin Mubai was no exception. Yes, he did it on purpose, with a mischievous yet elated mood. He stood at the bathroom door and, though the words were apologetic, his tone betrayed him: "An Nan, sorry, I don’t have won’s clothes at ho, so you’ll have to make do with my shirt. I’ll leave the clothes at the door. If you need anything, just call ."

Inside the bathroom, upon hearing the man’s voice, An Nan’s lips curved into a gentle smile, filled with happiness and delight.

However, when she stepped out of the room and saw the shirt that barely concealed anything, her smile vanished. Her expression even twisted in an instant: "Damn bastard, perverted man, like all the rest..."