A conversation between a certain man and a certain woman in a certain bathroom.
"Ah, it hurts so much. Can you go out first..."
"You still know it hurts, Tang Xiaxia, do you want to take it off yourself or should I?" The man slowly approached her.
"I'll do it myself." The woman tugged at her clothes and couldn't pull them off for a long time.
"Forget it, let me do it." The man tore open the woman's clothes, and a large red bump on the woman's arm was immediately exposed.
"Don't, it hurts..."
This is a bloody love story.
(This is how the copy is for the time being. If there is good inspiration later, I will revise it as the novel develops)