Chen Nan didn't expect Wu Qiong to ask him to help her clean her private area.
After a brief moment of distraction, he subconsciously swallowed, and softly said, "Alright!"
He bent over and scooped Wu Qiong up horizontally, clearly feeling her body softer than before, like a pool of melted spring water, exuding a sweet and intoxicating fragrance!
Back in the bedroom, Chen Nan brought a basin of warm water and a towel.
When he turned around after wringing out the towel, he saw Wu Qiong biting her lip, her usually fierce phoenix eyes now glistening with wetness, a blush tinged in the corners, even the teardrop mole seemed to come alive!
"I..." Wu Qiong's fingers trembled on the hem of her skirt, finally letting go in a resigned manner: "You do it."
She knew there was a difference between men and women, but the sticky feeling on her body was too uncomfortable, leaving her no choice but to ask Chen Nan to help clean down there.
