If it wasn't because he was reluctant to pressure her, he would have…
Yin Shaojie felt as if his body was about to lose control just by fantasizing it.
He took a few deep breaths and said, "Don't take off your clothes. Just shower like this."
With that said, he grabbed the shower gel from the shelf and squeezed it into his hand. After lathering the gel, he applied it to her delicate skin.
Although Mu Xiaoxiao had kept her last line of defense, she still felt exposed.
She was especially embarrassed upon feeling his scorching gaze.
She just wanted to end this "torture" quickly.
"Come. Wash for me as well." Yin Shaojie said in a husky voice, drawing her attention again. He put his large hand over her little hand, passed the foam to her, and placed her hand to his chest.
Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't avoid it, so she had no choice but to help wash him. Her little hands moved very quickly lest her imagination ran wild and thought of dirty stuff.