But it was still enough to make Li Tingyan overjoyed, indicating that Nianyang wasn't completely unresponsive. His movements became more cautious as he squeezed his tall frame into the bath barrel.
The man's presence enveloped her, and he coaxed softly,
"Nini, don't be afraid. It's me, I'm your Ayán. You don't like others touching you, so I'll help you. Don't be afraid of me, I won't hurt you."
It seemed she heard his soothing words, and Nianyang's stiff body slowly softened. Li Tingyan happily gave her a kiss, "Nini, you're so good. Just stay still, let me give you a bath, okay?"
The clothes on the girl's body slipped off, revealing a perfect figure.
Nianyang's body's recovery ability was evidently good. Just a couple of days ago, her injuries were so severe, but now they were almost healed.
As Li Tingyan wiped her body, he started to have wandering thoughts.
Such soft skin.
He gave a kiss.
Such sweet scent.
He took a lick.
