“Did you really get this scar from falling?”
“Yes.”
“How did you fall?” She looked at the stitched wound and wondered how it could co from a fall.
Yin Shaojie replied casually, “It’s been a long ti since then. I don’t rember.”
In truth, he did rember but he couldn’t tell her just yet.
After wiping his back, Mu Xiaoxiao lifted up his hand to continue scrubbing him.
“Okay, it’s almost done.”
“Wait.” Yin Shaojie suddenly grabbed her small hand to stop her from going away. “You haven’t done the front.”
“Hey, don’t try to cheat . You told to clean your back. Your front is not your back, is it?” Mu Xiaoxiao beca shrewder as she rebutted him.
Yin Shaojie chuckled. This wretch still had her wits about her.
He said, “Since you are already doing the scrubbing, you can just continue scrubbing a little more, can’t you?”
The image of his manly chest and abdominal muscles surfaced in her mind and she swallowed her saliva, hesitated, and said, “Just a little more, alright? Your chest, right?”
“Yeah,” Yin Shaojie replied.
“Okay.” Mu Xiaoxiao was affected slightly, and she agreed. “Turn around.”
Yin Shaojie turned around and ran his fingers through his wet, black hair. The handso yet casual look gave off an unusual charm.
“Here?” Mu Xiaoxiao asked, her small hand reaching over and rubbing the towel on his chest.
His alluring pecs were so close.
Mu Xiaoxiao’s heartbeat accelerated and her eyes seed glued to his chest.
There was foam on the towel. When she rubbed the towel across his chest, it left a trail of foam.
As she rubbed, her small hand went down past his well-defined abs.
“Okay, I’m done!” She rubbed very quickly this ti, taking less than half a minute.
Yin Shaojie looked at her with a slight smile and there was a faint heat in his eyes. “You missed so parts.”
“I rubbed everywhere. Which part did I miss?” She rubbed his waist area casually.
She didn’t miss anywhere, did she?
“Below,” Yin Shaojie said slowly.
“Where?” Mu Xiaoxiao controlled herself, her eyes staying at his abs. She dared not look down further.
“Below.” Yin Shaojie repeated. There was amusent in his magnetic voice.
Mu Xiaoxiao paused and noticed sothing.
But it was too late, he had caught her small hand and dipped it underwater…
Mu Xiaoxiao’s cheeks turned red as she thought about what to do.
Must she really help him rub down there?
Just then, a pleasant ringing tone was heard.
The cell phone’s screen lit up at the sink.
“My phone is ringing!” She quickly said, as if she had found an excuse.
“Qiqing again?” Yin Shaojie frowned. “She’s not going to discuss so other sex toy, is she?”
Hearing this, Mu Xiaoxiao’s heart thumped. If it was Qiqing, she was afraid he would take the phone from her. Jeez, Qiqing was really going to give her a heart attack today.
She quickly stood up. Her hands were still wet as she walked over to the sink to get the cell phone.
“Maybe it’s soone else! It might not be Qiqing.”
“Ignore her!” Yin Shaojie said, unhappy that she was leaving.
He still needed her to comfort him down there.
However, she took the cell phone and instead of going back, she opened the door and ran out.
“Wash yourself up! I’ll go take the call!”
“Mu Xiaoxiao, you co back here!”
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