"Whoosh–"
The water gushed like a pillar into the immaculate white ceramic bathtub.
Ye Hanjun poured a bottle of spiritual liquid and, feeling it was a bit diluted, proceeded to pour three more bottles.
"Refreshing!"
Soaking in 60-degree hot water was indeed incomparable; it eased every muscle and nerve, making him feel utterly comfortable.
GuaGua was practicing frog-style swimming at the side, propelling itself far out with each kick.
Huazhu, on the other hand, was generally peaceful unless involved in a fight.
She wasn't afraid of water and sat by the bathtub. Her eye-catchingly white feet immersed in the water stirred gently, creating ripples upon the surface.
...
The tranquility of the afternoon passed in the blink of an eye.
By nightfall, Ye Hanjun was fully dedicated to teaching, nurturing Huazhu and GuaGua, also giving Mo a beating now and then to keep it from howling in the middle of the night.
The next day arrived.
