Gu Yue's area was not very hairy, but there was still some hair.
In the water, Zhang Hao tugged at it with his hand, and Gu Yue's brow furrowed slightly.
"They say that if a woman's hair here is lush, her desires are strong, but Miss Gu's hair is sparse, why do you also have such strong needs?"
Gu Yue wrapped her hand behind her back, trapped between their two bodies, and also precisely found Zhang Hao's "long spear."
"So what, how can you judge a woman's needs in this way?"
"Doctor Zhang, when you're dressed, you also look like a gentleman."
With a splash, Zhang Hao suddenly stood up.
Gu Yue was still sitting in the bathtub, looking up at him as if asking why he had suddenly gotten up.
Without another word, Zhang Hao lifted her out of the bathtub and walked to the large mirror.
Gu Yue found her own position somewhat awkward and shameful.
It was as if she were a child who still couldn't urinate on her own and needed her parents' help to pee.
