"…"
Hmph! Xiang Wan lowered her eyelids.
"Well, you think too much."
Her hair was wet, her eyes were wet; the whole person was wet. Under the flowing water, she looked like a flower blooming in the misty rain. The awkwardness and uneasiness appropriately decorated with shyness and coyness were attractive in Bai Muchuan's eyes.
His gaze was deep. "Is that right?"
Xiang Wan's mind was wandering about and was startled when she heard that. "What?"
Bai Muchuan smiled in a low tone. "Is the strength too light or heavy?"
"…" Xiang Wan mumbled. "Just nice."
He peered at her occasionally, stopped talking and started to bathe her carefully and patiently with small and meticulous movements as if the woman before him was a unique treasure…
Xiang Wan's heartbeat was erratic and she couldn't calm down.
It was sometimes fast, sometimes slow!
Unable to control.
She kept quiet and tried her best to endure it…
