Zhao Anan got startled when she caught the sparkle in Mu Qing's eyes. She covered herself up in a hurry and said in a low voice, "I… really can't stand it any more…"
Mu Qing felt his heart melt at the sight of this little girl's behavior. He took her into his arms and lowered his head. Biting gently on Zhao Anan's snowy shoulders, he picked her up even as she cried and strode towards the bathroom.
Zhao Anan didn't even get the opportunity of standing up or saying a word in the bathroom.
She clung to Mu Qing, and allowed herself to be showered with bath gel and flower petals by this man.
Only then did Zhao Anan realize that she was already quite clean. She had not showered for such a long time and should have been filthy. Why did she look so clean at the moment?
She lifted her eyes and glanced at Mu Qing as she asked in a soft voice, "You bathed me yesterday?"
