After dinner, the family sat in the living room, chatting until about eleven o'clock before everyone went to rest.
Chi Zaozao first took Little Mo Qing to her room and tucked her in before she quietly left.
She was acting every bit the good wife and sister-in-law.
Back on the third floor, in Ye Que's room, she saw that man showering in the bathroom and went to the wardrobe to find his pajamas.
Then, holding the pajamas, she stood at the bathroom door and called out, "Honey, do you want my help?"
There was a pause before the man's voice came from inside the bathroom, "What can you help with?"
"I can help you scrub your back?"
Scrub his back?
If she were to scrub his back, would she not be risking her own life?
Considering his current condition, just taking a bath and fantasizing about the young lady's voice and smile could arouse him, let alone if she were to rub against him. Wouldn't he die of frustration?
"Forget it."
Ye Que directly refused.
