"But you can't just barge in like that..." she muttered dissatisfiedly in a low voice.
The man was carefully drying her body with a towel, and Qiao Ruoxin was shocked again.
"No need, I can do it myself, I'm not comfortable with..."
She was still instinctively guarding her upper body with her arms, trying to take the towel from him to dry herself.
But she was met with Mo Chen's merciless sarcasm, "Not comfortable now? That night when you were drunk, I bathed you, and you seemed to enjoy it then, didn't you?"
!!!
Qiao Ruoxin was dumbfounded, "You bathed me??? Are you serious?"
"You were so drunk you could hardly stand, clinging to me without letting go, do you expect you could have bathed yourself?"
Even though she and Mo Chen had done all the intimate things between a man and a woman.
But she really wasn't comfortable with a man bathing her!
It was just too awkward!
Mo Chen had already dried her off and handed her a robe, "Put it on."
