***
"Alright."
Mai Xiaomai called out to him after just a few minutes of busyness inside.
He hurriedly pushed the door open.
They say men are creatures that think with their lower half, and he was no exception.
In his slightly wicked heart, he'd hoped to see her lying naked in the bathtub.
But the result—
was disappointment.
Mai Xiaomai had already wrapped herself tightly with the big towel from earlier, resembling a cocoon.
Nothing was visible!
With a heart full of letdown, he walked over, bent down to lift her out of the water, handed her a larger towel and a casual dress that was easy to wear and suited her current condition, then he stepped out again and closed the door.
Mai Xiaomai untied the wet towel around her, dried off her body, slipped on the dress, and wheeled herself out the door.
Seeing her emerge, Qiao Chutian picked up the socks he'd prepared, ready to help her put them on to prevent her from catching cold.
