“Take off your clothes quickly, the tub is full,” said Xiaoxiao.
There was a rustling sound behind her that sounded like him taking off his pants.
Mu Xiaoxiao couldn’t help thinking about his…
His voice suddenly rang in her ear, “Do you want to touch it?”
Mu Xiaoxiao was startled and she quickly shook her head, “No! Are you crazy? I don’t want to touch your…”
She found it really hard to say the word.
Yin Shaojie chuckled, his tall body leaning close from behind her and almost touching her back.
“Touch my what? What do you think I was referring to?” he leaned down and said in a dark voice by her ear.
“I, I…”
He grabbed her nervous arms and turned her around to face him.
“Ah!” Mu Xiaoxiao shut her eyes forcefully as though she were afraid that she might see something she was not supposed to.
Her small hand tightened but he pulled her toward him.
The next second, her fingers felt a hot object. Her palm was opened and it was placed upon it.
Badump, badump, badump…
She could clearly feel his heartbeat.
“I meant to touch here, what were you thinking?” He smiled sinisterly.
Just when Mu Xiaoxiao was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly took her hand and moved it down.
“Or did you want to touch me here?”
“Ah!” Mu Xiaoxiao gasped and her small hand moved back. But it seemed as though she still touched something she shouldn’t have touched.
The next second, Yin Shaojie let go of her and turned to the bathtub.
“Hurry up and e here!” he urged her.
Mu Xiaoxiao slowly opened her eyes partially, carefully confirming that he wasn’t in front of him before fully opening her eyes.
She moved herself to the bathtub and squatted down beside it.
“How do you want to wipe your back?” she asked, intending to finish the job quickly. She could just do a quick one and escape. She couldn’t stay in such a dangerous place.
“You can rub with your hands or with a towel.” Yin Shaojie, like a master, spread open his arms, laying them by the edges of the bathtub.
Mu Xiaoxiao yanked the towel from the horizontal rail and looked at his back hesitantly.
Should she wet the towel first?
“Or with the body wash,” Yin Shaojie reminded her.
Although his back was facing her, it seemed as though he could see the embarrassed look on her face.
Mu Xiaoxiao was at a loss. She looked at the bathtub, hesitating as she thought if she should place the towel in the bathtub to wet it.
She was too lazy to go over to the sink.
Gritting her teeth, she grabbed the towel and went over to quickly dip it in the water and take it back. However, he caught her wrist.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“I… I was going to wet the towel.” What did he think she was going to do?
“I thought you wanted to…” Yin Shaojie’s smile was quite suggestive.
Mu Xiaoxiao’s ears became slightly hot. “I wasn’t trying to do anything!”
It was all his own imagination.
Whenever she was alone with him, this guy would always be filled with perverted thoughts.
After wetting the towel, she squeezed some body wash onto it, put it on his back, and started rubbing.
There were one or two scars that didn’t seem very fresh on his back. They looked years old.
She asked him about it before and he said he got them when he fell.
Thinking about something, Mu Xiaoxiao’s face leaned in closely as she stared at his scar, examining it seriously.
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