Qingcang, You Taste Sweeter Than Ice Cream

She wanted to use all that she had to prove his existence in her life. She wanted to tell herself loud and clear that this was not a dream. What was happening was a reality. It was like a dream come true finally.

Ye Tianxin slid into the bathtub of rose-scented warm water. Her body had been aching for the past two days. It was aching for her tender, loving care.

Her bones crackled in protest as her body sank into the pool of water.

Ye Tianxin let out a deep sigh as she slowly scrubbed every part of her body.

She wanted to clean every inch of herself thoroughly.

Taking a bath now was torture for Ye Tianxin, both physically and mentally.

Every cell in her body was screaming out in anguish.

"Wait a little longer. Just wait for a while more."

Ye Tianxin stuck out her tongue and licked her dry lips as she finished washing.

She then took the towel to wipe her hair before putting on her bathrobe.