Feng Dingchu was still sitting in the bath, his eyes closed, completely ignoring her words, as if she was nothing but air, with no reaction at all.
Chu Qianli really wanted to lose her temper, but she knew that even if she did, he wouldn't pay attention to her.
Tonight, the fact that he was willing to leave the cliff path to save her was probably the limit of what he could do.
This man, he probably really wanted to die on the battlefield, right?
Chu Qianli let out a long sigh and finally could only squat beside the tub, picking up a towel nearby, intending to undo his clothes.
Feng Dingchu immediately opened his eyes, glaring at her, his eyes full of resistance.
He reached out, about to push her away.
"You don't like people seeing your body, do you?"
Chu Qianli looked at him expressionlessly, "You can choose to die, but your body is indeed perfect. It's impossible for me not to look."
