Bernard Taylor's plan was that after they got the marriage certificate, they would be a legal couple, so naturally, they should stay in the same room and sleep on the same bed, which she really didn't mind.
In the past few times, if Bernard really wanted to, she thought she wouldn't have refused.
Today, she was even less likely to refuse since this man did so much for her behind her back, and she wasn't the type of girl to be affectedly shy, moreover, she had always liked him, hadn't she?
"What's wrong? Aren't you going to take a bath?" After making the bed, Bernard turned around to see Avery still standing at the door. Thinking she was unwell, he jogged over.
Avery grabbed his hand, "I was thinking... let's take a mandarin duck bath. Help me scrub my back. I can't do it myself when I wash alone."
Avery explained with her head lowered the reason she wanted to take a mandarin duck bath.
After all, it was indeed somewhat embarrassing for a girl to suggest such a thing.
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