Wash Our Hair Is Just a Substitute

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When Su Yanyun laid in the bathtub, her fragrant sweat had already soaked her hair.

Rong Linyi stood outside the bathtub and picked up the showerhead to drench her hair. He ordered. "Raise your head a little."

He soaked her hair, applied shampoo, and massaged her scalp.

"Well done, Master Tony." Su Yanyun narrowed her eyes in enjoyment and teased him. "Those who don't know would think that you have done this before."

Rong Linyi lowered his head and whispered in her ear. "Washing your hair is just a secondary job. Our main business is… you know."

Su Yanyun almost choked.

If she didn't know who was behind her.

She would have had the misconception that she had entered a red-light district washroom.

Su Yanyun opened her eyes and looked up at Rong Linyi coquettishly.

Rong Linyi's eyes darkened when he saw her coquettish expression. He leaned over and kissed her red lips from behind.