He chuckled, "Look how guarded you are, I've devoured you clean several times, there's not a part of you I haven't seen. Still shy? I'll carry you to bathe."
"I'll go by myself." She wrapped the quilt around her and stepped off the bed, only to find her legs weak and nearly tumbling to the ground.
He quickly steadied her, and without discussing further, scooped her up in a horizontal hold, the quilt she was wrapped in falling off in the process.
Her cheeks reddened as she let him carry her to the bathtub.
Seeing her delicate skin blush with shyness, a longing rose in his eyes as well.
Still, he decided to hold off for now.
As Su Qingyue soaked in the bathtub, Xiao Yuchuan pulled over the corner shelf, which held a bathing towel and a bowl of prepared soapberry juice.
"Third brother, you go out first. Wait for me to finish bathing, then you can come back in," she said with flushed cheeks.
"I'll help you scrub your back."