"Xiaojiu, I can't always put you at a disadvantage. I'll do it myself, my body is still in good shape," he said.
"Well then... okay..."
Xiaojiu's cheeks were tinged with a delicate pink. Since he insisted, she felt too embarrassed to persist. Otherwise, he might think she had ulterior motives!
Seeing her blush, Xie Mingcheng, afraid she was unhappy and even more afraid she might misunderstand, felt his heart pound violently and quickly added an explanation.
"Xiaojiu, it's not... not that I'm afraid of you looking."
The more he tried to clarify, the darker it became. The more he explained, the weirder it got.
"I don't know, just hurry up. The water will get cold."
Miss Xiaojiu dared not glance at him anymore and silently lay down on the accompanying bed not far away. turning her face toward the wall.
For the past few days, she had been sleeping on this bed.
