I pinched Mei's smooth little face and saw her slump on the bed. Leaning over, I left a kiss on her face, "Be good, let's wash up first, okay?"
Mei nodded groggily but showed no intention of getting up. Helplessly, I reached out to wrap my arms around Mei's slender waist and pulled her tightly against me. I bent down, picked her up, and carried her into the bathroom.
Mei leaned lazily against me, her delicate hands resting bonelessly on my chest, allowing me to settle her into the warm water.
To help her relax fully, I sprinkled rose petals into the bathtub beside us, turned around to grab a bottle of red wine from the cabinet, and lit incense. Then I poured Mei a glass of wine and handed it to her.
She lifted her hand out of the water, and droplets slid over her fair skin, looking exceptionally beautiful under the candlelight. She took the wine glass, the deep red liquid flowing past her lips, with a few droplets trailing down her delicate chin to merge with the bathwater.
