Yun Qiluo blushed and immediately buried herself in the water, muttering softly, "The beautiful woman is truly a beast."
Yan Yan looked at her with that pitiful gaze, his expression darkening slightly.
In the end, without doing anything, he reached out to rub her wet head. "Wash slowly, I'll step out. Remember not to accidentally fall asleep."
Yun Qiluo pressed her lips together without saying a word, still holding onto him without letting go.
Yan Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, with amusement in his voice, "What's up? Want me to help you wash?"
Yun Qiluo immediately snapped back to her senses, withdrew her hand, and shook her head vigorously.
The man chuckled once, then stood up and left.
The young girl sat in the bathtub, staring at his back for a while, until he left, before retracting her gaze and slowly lowering her head to bathe.
She just felt a little reluctant to let him go; when not seeing him, there's always a sense of unrealness.
