Ou Chengtian didn't insist further. He draped a bathrobe over Xia Liyou, carried her from the bathroom to her bedroom, and then left her room before returning to the bathroom himself.
Feeling uncomfortably hot, he urgently needed a cool shower to alleviate the burning sensation in his body.
Xia Liyou sat on her bed, still in her wet underwear. Recalling the previous scene made her face unnaturally blush, her rosy complexion gradually extending to her slender neck, as if bathed in sunset.
She shook her head, trying to shake off those images from her mind, telling herself it was just a bath, no big deal. They had been intimate in the bathroom before, so this was minor in comparison. There was no need for the nervousness and shyness. Yes, it was all trivial, he was just lending a hand.
Repeatedly reminding herself like a mantra, she began to change her clothes.
