"Mr. Xiao, do you need assistance?"
Xiao Ming had not finished urinating when he heard the deliberately coquettish voice of Lu Lichun from behind him.
He wasn't surprised and asked, "What can you help me with?"
"I can hold it for you. Or, if you prefer, use me as a vessel."
"Ha! Do you always play so dirty?"
"Of course not. Before meeting Mr. Xiao, men were nothing more than toys to me, but after getting to know you, I realized that I have wasted the first thirty years of my womanhood."
Lu Lichun approached, pressing her body against Xiao Ming's back and was just about to reach forward when she heard him speak with an icy tone, "I don't just go after women's looks."
Lu Lichun shuddered, took two steps back, and lowered her head, "I'm sorry, Mr. Xiao, I... I got a little carried away."
Xiao Ming fastened his belt and went to the outer room to wash his hands. Lu Lichun followed step by step, waiting with a heated towel.
