"No matter how hard I try, I can’t clean myself properly. Why don’t you help ?"
Sophie noticed Asher Land’s mischievous intent; he was clearly teasing her on purpose. Initially, she thought of ignoring it, but on second thought, who was playing whom was still uncertain. She decided to show him she wasn’t soone easily bullied.
"Sure, I’ll help you." She smiled innocently.
"You’re this nice?" He thought she would just refuse without hesitation.
"Of course, it’s nice to help others."
She removed his hand from hers, then took so shower gel into her palm, deliberately kneading it slowly, adding a bit of warm water to create foam.
She moved closer to him, her foamy little hand gently touching his chest.
As soon as her small hand touched his body, he couldn’t help but take a cold breath from deep within.
Sophie clearly felt the change in his body, and a hint of pride appeared at the corner of her mouth.
At first, Asher Land thought she genuinely intended to help him shower, but gradually he realized sothing was amiss.
Her little hand road everywhere, his chest, his back, and then it slowly moved down his back.
Oh co on, she isn’t bathing him at all, is she?
"Okay, the upper body’s done; ti for the lower body, right?" As she finished speaking, her gaze shifted downward.
Well, alright, he was having a perfectly normal reaction any man would have.
She felt a bit awkward though; this ti, she openly seduced him, leaving him like this, yet couldn’t fulfill him...
Honestly, she knew he couldn’t touch her, and that’s exactly why she acted this way.
Who asked this man to keep bullying her in the past, whenever he wanted her, he’d just pin her down. This ti, it’s her turn to make him suffer.
"Alright, all done." She was just about to pull her hand away from him when he held her in place, unintentionally landing exactly on a certain part of his lower body.
"I said it’s done, let go of ..." Her expression was extrely unnatural.
"Sophie, are you provoking ?" At this mont, he looked as if he wanted nothing more than to devour her whole.
"So what if I’m provoking you? You can’t touch anyway." She said it boldly and then forcefully shook off his hand.
"If you want to spark even more flas, I can do that, I don’t mind. But then you’ll feel even worse." She seed considerate as she spoke to him.
"Alright, I’m going out first. If you really can’t stand it, you can handle it yourself. I’ll be waiting for you for dinner."
"..."
Dammit, why did he feel he was losing his grip on her more and more?
Watching her decisively close the door, he grew increasingly frustrated.
Sophie walked back to the master bedroom; her robe had gotten all wet, so she had no choice but to get a dry one to change into.
She glanced at the tightly closed bathroom door and couldn’t help but chuckle.
In front of Asher Land, she was increasingly shaless; her actions earlier were truly a bit wanton. It’s probably because her relationship with Asher was getting closer and closer. She used to think her true nature wouldn’t reveal itself before him, but now it does.
She’s taking off the disguise and returning to her true self.
She’ll laugh when she’s happy, cry when she’s sad, not feigning toughness in front of him, nor needing to hide in front of him.
She believes the Asher Land she loves must be the best man for her in this world.
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