She added, "But… I would like to bathe first. To… wash away the dust of the day. In fact, I want to wash the dust from your body, my love."
Wang Li's breath hitched slightly. The image of Liu Xue, her flawless skin gleaming with water droplets, sent a jolt of heat through him.
"A bath, you say?" he replied, his voice husky. "A most excellent suggestion, my love. And to make it even more… enjoyable, I have a request."
Liu Xue raised an eyebrow playfully. "A request? Do tell."
"Your attire for this bath," he began, his voice dropping to a husky whisper, "should be… provocative. A dress, perhaps, that barely conceals your exquisite curves."
He described the dress in detail, each word painting a picture of a garment that would leave little to the imagination. Liu Xue's cheeks flushed crimson, yet a thrill of anticipation shot through her.
