Shall We Bathe Together?

Because she was worried, she twisted the water on her clothes after climbing out and looked at him for a while.

As expected...

The man seemed to be challenging her. He leaned slightly against the bathtub and opened his palms. He was extremely stubborn.

"Together."

The large palm that reached out in front of Song Yaoyao was well-proportioned. His fingers were slender and well-jointed, looking exceptionally beautiful.

She sighed, rubbed her face, and looked up.

When she looked up, she was stunned

The man's hair fell limply on his forehead, and his skin looked even whiter. His facial features were extremely exquisite as if they had been meticulously carved by God. Every stroke was carefully cut, without a single flaw.

The bathtub was still being filled, and it splashed and flowed.

Droplets of water rolled down from the ends of his hair, across the beautiful line of his jaw, and finally across his chest, dripping into the water.