"Press a little higher..."
"A little higher..."
"Even higher..."
She kept pressing, while he kept saying.
Mu Shini gritted her teeth and bit her lower lip, "A little higher, that’s..."
Does he want it higher?
She accidentally glanced up, her eyes feeling hot, quickly turning her face away, her hands stopping the massage on his legs.
Her face blushed as she looked at him, "Do you still need to press?"
Bo Sishen looked at her flushed face, his Adam’s apple moving up and down, he frowned and said, "No need, I will soak a bit by myself, you can go out and dry your hair."
"Alright!" Mu Shini didn’t dare argue, promptly standing up after feeling relieved, but her legs felt numb from squatting too long, her vision darkened a bit, she quickly reached out to hold the edge of the bathtub.
Accidentally, she slipped, almost falling into the bathtub again.
Luckily, Bo Sishen’s quick reflexes helped steady her, as Mu Shini’s soft lips brushed against Bo Sishen’s thin lips, facing each other, nose-to-nose, mouth-to-mouth.
Mu Shini’s pupils widened in shock, she hurriedly pushed him away.
A coarse voice echoed in the steamy bathroom, "Are you okay?"
"I’m fine, just my legs were numb..." Mu Shini stamred, "But your skin seems a bit loose?"
She even slled a hint of the costic water used for makeup.
Mu Shini ntioned, wanting to reach out and touch his face.
Bo Sishen raised his hand to grab her wrist, restraining his growing impulse, "If you can stand, then leave, I’ll soak a bit longer, please close the door for ."
"Oh!" Mu Shini’s face was flushed, she didn’t dare face him, that accidental kiss still made her heart race.
Bo Sishen watched her small figure flee, his eyes darkened, he swung his fist into the water.
Bo Sishen, Bo Sishen, weren’t you always incapable, unable to stand up? How can you lose your composure in front of a little girl?
Can’t you just endure it!
How could he be so eager to want more!
If he scared her away, wouldn’t that be terrible?
Bo Sishen picked up his phone, instructing Tan Mu, "Prepare a cup of brown sugar water for Young Madam."
Tan Mu complied with the instructions and Bo Sishen continued, "Is Tinghao still here?"
Tan Mu replied, "Sir, Young Master Tinghao has returned to school, but before he left, he seed like he wanted to say sothing but didn’t, only ntioned the words ’Second Uncle.’"
"Alright, I understand." Bo Sishen spoke coldly.
Mu Shini stepped out of the bedroom and saw Tan Mu.
Tan Mu looked at Mu Shini, "Young Madam, why is your face so red? Where is Sir?"
Mu Shini quickly raised her hand to cover her face, bashfully said, "He’s soaking in the bathtub."
Is it really that red?
All because of Bo Sishen!
That old rascal actually kissed her!
How can she not blush?
She always had a thing for body shapes, and even though Bo Sishen is disabled, his alluring physique truly makes one blush and heart race!
"By the way, Assistant Tan, don’t you think you should help him? After all, he’s disabled, it must be inconvenient for him?" Mu Shini whispered.
"It’s okay, Sir usually handles it himself. These days he’s been recovering, so he’s a bit weak and relies more on Young Madam." Tan Mu lied convincingly.
Mu Shini believed him, "Oh, really?"
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