As soon as Xiao Yu spoke, she regretted it. She would rather play dead than take the initiative. When she glanced at the man looking full of expectation, she felt trapped, "Uh, can we solve this another way? Like, you take a cold shower, and I'll scrub your back?"
Gong Ting looked at her with a gaze that carried a hint of coldness, "Are you messing with me? Fine, I'll just get started."
Seeing him make a move to get up, Xiao Yu was startled and quickly pushed him back, "I-I'll help you, I'll help you, just don't mess around!"
Gong Ting placed his hands under his head, watching her long hair drape over her shoulders, the dim yellow light casting a gentle halo around her. His Adam's apple bobbed, leisurely observing her, "Go ahead, don't hold back on me."
Xiao Yu: "..."
Xiao Yu sat on the bed, helplessly looking at the man. He wore only a towel, which had already fallen, leaving him completely bare in front of her, making her feel awkward and at a loss for where to start.
