After cleaning up, Yelu Yan dipped a soft cloth in warm water and sat upon the bed, lifting the curtain, "Let me clean you up."
As he spoke, Yelu Yan reached to lift the quilt from Li Xianyun's legs.
Li Xianyun instantly became flustered, squeezing her legs together and covering her waist and abdomen with the blanket, "I can clean myself."
Yelu Yan looked at her with a smile, his hand not releasing the quilt, "It's not like I haven't seen it before."
Seeing that Yelu Yan was determined to have his way, Li Xianyun's face flushed, and she said in a soft voice, "Don't."
"Be good. Don't you still have many things to do today? It is not good to delay like this."
Yelu Yan was adept at cajoling her, knowing how to make her yield.
"But..."
"Be good."
Li Xianyun hesitated for a moment, then slowly let go of her hands, allowing Yelu Yan to lift the blanket from her lower body.
Yelu Yan placed his hand on her thigh, touched it, and said, "Lift it up."
