What are you doing!
Startled by the sudden feeling of being lifted into the air, Su Ping grabbed his neck and asked loudly.
Could it be what she's thinking...?
Song Qi stopped in front of the bathtub, looked at Su Ping in his arms with a look of fear on her face, and said with a smile, "I'll help my senior wash off all the dirt on her body."
"!!!"
Su Ping stared at him in disbelief, only to find his eyes clear, as if he simply wanted to help her take a bath.
She finally understood that Song Qi's fever was like a loss of intelligence; he had no regard for the proper boundaries between men and women, and his behavior and words were entirely based on his primal thoughts.
Just now, when he saw the hickeys on his body, he thought it was because she hadn't washed herself properly after taking a shower, so he subconsciously wanted to help her wash.
Feeling a chill beneath him again, he actually bent down and put himself into the bathtub!
At the same time, turn on the shower head next to it.
Cool water sprayed onto her body, and soon her bathrobe was soaked, clinging tightly to her skin and making her feel a little uncomfortable.
Su Ping quickly sat up in the bathtub, trying to snatch the showerhead that was running water towards her.
Unexpectedly, Song Qi reacted quickly and pressed her back down.
"Don't be afraid, senior. It won't hurt to take a bath."
He was caught up in his emotions, and even squeezed the shower gel next to him.
As the water in the bathtub rose higher and higher, the bathrobe, which had already been untied, began to float loosely on the surface of the water.
Su Ping heard a buzzing sound in her brain and quickly pulled her fluttering bathrobe tighter.
But once tightened, it reveals a completely different scene.
The soaking wet bathrobe clung tightly to her body, perfectly outlining her alluring curves.
Looking at Su Ping's face, which was slightly flushed with embarrassment and anger, Song Qi suppressed the urge to press her down in the bathtub and kiss her fiercely.
He rubbed the shower gel evenly in his palms, then looked clearly at Su Ping, who was staring at him warily.
Because of nervousness, Su Ping's lips and teeth began to tremble uncontrollably.
She looked at his fair, slender, and well-defined hands, the milky white shower gel flowing out from between his fingers and dripping little by little into the bathtub along the lower edge of his palms.
Watching the shower gel and water blend together, Su Ping's heart pounded.
It seemed as if it had dripped onto her.
As she thought this, she felt the water temperature in the bathtub gradually rising.
She swallowed hard, feeling her hair stand on end.
He shouted, "No need, that won't get it clean!"
Unexpectedly, Song Qi just tilted his head in confusion and asked, "Why can't it be clean? It must be because you were too lazy to wash it properly."
"Dirty things can always be cleaned by washing them a few more times."
It was as if he was trying to prove what he had said.
Song Qi reached out and tried to pull open the collar of her bathrobe.
But Su Ping wouldn't budge; she held on tightly and wouldn't loosen her grip even a little.
Although I don't know why he suddenly decided to help me take a bath, that mark was something that couldn't be washed off anyway!
But she couldn't easily explain it, after all, she still had some pride.
After trying to pull it a few times and finding that he couldn't budge it, Song Qi gave up.
Hearing his sigh, Su Ping felt relieved. Unexpectedly, the next second, his palm rubbed shower gel onto her body through her bathrobe.
Su Ping was startled by his action and quickly grabbed his hand.
But as soon as I pressed it, the collar of my bathrobe came undone.
Unbeknownst to her, Song Qi's lips curled into a slight smile, as if he had succeeded in his scheme.
The next second, he deftly slid his other hand inside the wide-open collar.
Because my palms were covered in shower gel, I could walk through without any problems.
Su Ping shuddered at his touch, a strange feeling rising in her heart.
Feeling the delicate skin, Song Qi's eyes darkened slightly. He had barely moved his hand when Su Ping reacted and quickly pressed it down.
Facing his puzzled gaze, Su Ping breathlessly refused him.
"I don't need your help, I can wash myself."
Unexpectedly, Song Qi simply shook his head slightly after hearing her words.
"Your senior didn't wash it properly just now, and you said you could wash it yourself. Trust me, I promise I'll wash it clean for you."
After saying that, he started rubbing his hands under his bathrobe.
Because of the shower gel and the water, his hands were as nimble as fish, making it impossible to hold on.
Su Ping was so anxious she wanted to cry, and could only follow his hand, trying to stop him from continuing to help her take a bath.
"Wait, there..."
As she exclaimed in surprise, Song Qi suddenly let out a sound of surprise, froze with his hand, and stared at her curiously.
Su Ping bit her lip, avoiding his gaze, while trying to pull his hand away from hers.
But his next move almost made her collapse in the bathtub.
Song Qi blinked, as if puzzled or studying something, and gently flicked his finger.
He immediately heard her moan softly, and the hand that was holding his grip tightened, her whole body trembling almost uncontrollably.
Su Ping found it hard to doubt that he hadn't done it on purpose; that area was so sensitive, there was no way he wouldn't have been unaware of it!
She grasped his hand and squeezed it slightly, but he held on tightly and wouldn't let go.
Feeling the lines on his fingertips, she felt like she was going crazy.
"You, let go first..."
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