C132 Blasphemous
However, she had underestimated Ke Zhengwei's endurance. After half an hour had passed, even though he was drenched in sweat and water, he still persisted.
She was tired. Although the water in the basin had been placed drop by drop on Ke Zhengwei's smooth skin, the water in the basin had already been drained.
He was a little angry, but he still did not compromise