"Who the hell's David?" Sounded Western, the name came across as odd from Xue Yang's lips. Should he be jealous? He looked down himself and then decided that, no, he didn't need to be. Especially not when he looked down Meng Yao and saw just how eager he really was. "You're beautiful, xiao Yao. I want to lick you all over."

He rather intended to show that. "I want to mark you all over too. Yeah, you can touch me. But let's get in the shower first."

With that, he moved past Meng Yao, just to turn on the shower. He stepped in right away, but held a hand up. "I'll tell you when it's warm enough. Xiao Yao shouldn't be cold."