Orson was stunned. Since he met Cisco, he had never seen her so proactive.

In his impression, she was gentle and shy, and it was rare to see such a cute and innocent side of her.

What's more, when she was acting coquettish like this, she was even more beautiful.

Despite still looking shy, her blushing face, accompanied by the steam from the water, made her eyes tender yet extremely bright, like the star - filled sea, as if they could draw his soul in. Filled with joy, he cupped the back of Cisco's head and kissed her passionately.

Cisco didn't expect that her initiative would turn her into a passive party.

The water continued to pour down from the showerhead, drenching them both.

Sensing the man's strong and domineering aura,

Cisco's face was not only burning red, but her legs were also getting weak.

She could only let Orson do as he pleased.

"WuWu……"

The knocking on the door outside continued.

Cisco was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but there was nothing she could do.

She could only make small, broken sounds.

Finally, Orson let go of his beloved.

He casually glanced at the door outside, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

After making sure that Orson wouldn't stop her, Cisco was about to open the bathroom door and go out.

Suddenly, a long white bath towel was draped over her shoulders.

"Don't catch a cold."

The man's pleasant voice was as clear and bright as flowing water, making Cisco's lips curl up a bit more.

She nodded obediently, readjusted the bathrobe on her body, covering her delicate and alluring curves.

After she left, the tenderness in Orson's eyes gradually faded, replaced by coldness.

If he wasn't afraid that Cisco would ignore him once she knew his identity, as the leader of the East Los Angeles Mafia, how could Orson be willing to hide in the bathroom?

Cisco gathered her wet hair by her ears and opened the door.

"What do you want?"

Her tone was cold, and her face expressionless.

But in Allen's eyes, the woman in front of him was just throwing a tantrum, and it would be okay if he coaxed her.

Seeing that Cisco finally opened the door, his eyes lit up.

The Cisco who used to be plain - faced and dressed plainly was now petite and adorable.

It seemed that she had just been taking a bath.

Her two tender white thighs were slender and long, and her face was blushing, making her even more charming at the moment.

In an instant, all the dissatisfaction he had felt from waiting for so long dissipated.

Allen smiled and naturally pushed the door open and walked into the room.

He completely didn't notice Cisco's extreme dissatisfaction and impatience.

"Cisco, you know Lily didn't do it on purpose..."

"If you're here to plead for her, there's no need. You can leave."

Cisco was too lazy to listen to his nonsense.

She crossed her arms in front of her chest, looking like she was about to kick him out.

Allen saw that Cisco's expression was unfriendly.

He had originally intended to say something good for his childhood friend Lily, but now he had to stop this topic.

He stepped forward and grabbed Cisco's fair little hand.

Looking at her affectionately, he said, "Cisco, stop being angry. “

“You know what I said before were just angry words. “

“How can you abandon our relationship of so many years so easily? You know, my aunt and the others finally gave in, and we're about to get married. “

“How can you say break - up casually? Cisco, believe me, there's really nothing between me and Lily."

Seeing that Cisco didn't say anything,

Allen became a bit anxious. Unconsciously, he used some force in his hand, making Cisco frown.

Cisco tried to pull her hand back, but Allen's strength was stronger than ever, and she couldn't break free for a while.

"There's no need to explain. I'm not saying this out of anger."

Cisco furrowed her brows and replied impatiently.

How could this man be so lacking in gentlemanly demeanor!

"No!"

"I don't agree!"

Hearing what she said, instead of letting go, Allen increased the force.

"You're crazy, Allen!"

Cisco struggled, and the bath towel draped over her body suddenly fell to the ground. Her curvy figure was thus exposed in front of him, completely unobstructed.

The wet swimsuit and swim skirt stuck to her fair skin, and water droplets rolled down from time to time, adding a different kind of charm.

"Cisco, stop playing hard - to - get."

Allen smiled triumphantly and reached out to touch her waist.

"Allen, don't mess around."

"Hehe, you dressed like this because you knew I'd fall for it, right? Now that I'm as you want, you should be happy."

Hearing his shameless words, Cisco's face turned pale with anxiety.

Suddenly, there was a sound from the showerhead in the bathroom, and the sound of flowing water gushed out.

Such a sound was particularly harsh in the quiet room.

Taking advantage of the moment when Allen relaxed his mind due to the sound,

Cisco immediately shook off his hand, picked up the bath towel, and stepped back several steps.

She was far from happy. Right now, she just wanted to get away from this crazy man.

But seeing Allen looking towards the bathroom, Cisco's heart was raised again.

Allen turned around, his face terrifyingly gloomy.

"Is there someone in the bathroom?"

His voice was full of accusation, even with a hint of gnashing of teeth.

Without waiting for Cisco to answer, he turned around and was about to walk towards the bathroom.

Quickly putting on the bathrobe, Cisco quickly ran in front of him. "Allen, stop making trouble!"

"There's the sound of water. “

“I just didn't turn off the faucet tightly after taking a bath. “

“Also, we've broken up. If you don't leave, I'll call the police and report you for breaking into a private residence!"

Allen was stopped by her words, and his expression became even more unpleasant.

But he also knew that Cisco had a stubborn temper.

And didn't believe that this woman would give up the identity of being the girlfriend of a billionaire's son.

"Hmph, even if you kneel down then, don't expect me to look at you again!"

He left this harsh word, gave another fierce glance at the sound of the running water in the bathroom, and left without looking back.

Seeing that Allen had finally left, Cisco let out a long breath.

Hearing the sound of water still flowing in the bathroom, she couldn't help but frown.

She rushed to the door, a bit angry, and pushed it open.

The bathroom was filled with mist. At some point,

Orson had taken off all his clothes and was standing under the showerhead, letting the water wet his handsome face.

His hand kept running through his hair, like a butterfly flitting among flowers.

His arms stretched out continuously, and the water flowed down along the curves of his bulging muscles.

Cisco was almost stunned.

It seemed that everything around her became quiet, and all that was left was this scene in front of her, full of sexual tension.

She looked a bit dazed, as if she didn't know why she was standing there.

She wanted to turn around, but her eyes involuntarily glanced at the figure under the showerhead.

Well, broad shoulders, V - shaped torso, broad shoulders and narrow waist...

Hearing someone approaching, Orson seemed to be quite startled.

He looked at Cisco, who had "barged in", with a scared expression.

Under her intense gaze, he unconsciously covered his chest with his hand.

With an innocent and scared look on his face, he said in a small and humble voice, completely different from his previous cold and possessive demeanor, "Sister, what... what do you want?"

"I..."

Cisco was at a loss for words. Looking at the man in front of her who seemed to be in a vulnerable position, the words she wanted to question suddenly disappeared.

She cleared her throat and then murmured, "Why... why did you suddenly turn on the showerhead?"