"Can you wipe soone’s body? What if you’re too rough and hurt ?" she looked at him doubtfully. Being a young master, he wasn’t used to serving others, and she really feared his roughness might rub her skin raw.
She would rather not co out worse from his handling than from a gun battle.
After all, he was usually so strong and violent, accustod to the forceful acts of wielding guns and killing.
"Idiot, if I don’t know, I can learn, isn’t it just wiping down a body?" Third Young Master Jun said arrogantly, thinking of his intelligent and quick-learning nature. He easily mastered anything he put his mind to—could such a trivial task be difficult for him?
Then, he went into the bathroom, returned with a hot towel.
Ye Lu couldn’t help but glare at him: "Why are you running back and forth? Don’t you know to bring a basin of hot water in? I told you, you don’t know how to take care of others."
The usually confident and powerful Third Young Master Jun showed a rare trace of embarrassnt, grinding his teeth.
"Quit your yapping."
Still, he went and found a basin, filled it with hot water, and brought it over.
He then began to undo her clothes. Ye Lu closed her eyes, her cheeks tinting with a hint of pink.
Although they had done everything a couple could do, this act of wiping her body, sothing usually done by old married couples, was embarrassingly intimate, making her heart race—because it symbolized a relationship even closer than physical intimacy.
Third Young Master Jun gently undid her buttons, for the first ti unbuttoning her without any desire or lust.
Because previously, every ti he took her clothes off, it was to enjoy her body, to indulge his own desires.
He never imagined that one day he would do such things for a woman, and at this mont, his heart was full of compassion and willingness to perform acts that even an ordinary man wouldn’t do.
Her clothes fell away, taking them off completely, revealing her flawless, snow-white body, leaving only her underwear. Ye Lu’s face turned even redder.
Third Young Master Jun’s dark eyes glanced at her, he coughed, then turned to wet the towel with hot water.
He placed the hot towel on her shoulder and began from the arm.
After just one wipe, Ye Lu frowned, opened her eyes, and complained while glaring at him: "You’re using too much force. I’m going to lose a layer of skin at this rate. Let do it myself."
A look of embarrassnt crossed Third Young Master Jun’s handso face; he was rely using the force he applied when washing himself. This damn woman was just too delicate, too troubleso.
"Quit your yapping."
His tone was imperious, but he lightened his touch considerably, wiping her arm skin clumsily but gently and ticulously. His slow and careful motions cleaned her entire arm, even the fingers and armpits.
Seeing his earnest and focused attention, as if he were wiping a cherished treasure, Ye Lu’s heart fluttered at his exceedingly cautious and inexplicably tense deanor.
He wiped her upper body.
"Uh... so parts don’t need wiping," Ye Lu said, her face growing hotter—not only did she feel embarrassed, but she also feared it might arouse his animal instincts.
After all, this man was usually so unrestrained.
As if he read her thoughts, Third Young Master Jun’s gaze turned dangerous, coldly staring at her: "Don’t think of as so sordid. At tis like this, I wouldn’t... Hmph, in my eyes now, you’re practically no different from a corpse."
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