Chapter 1237 I'll Break Down Along with My Sister (15)
He then breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that my sister doesn't feel any pain."
Who blushes when they get hurt?
She was clearly just shy.
Clearly, Li Yan doesn't understand the emotion of shyness.
Song Jinhuan sighed inwardly, but encouraged her outwardly, "You did a great job."
Li Yan lowered his eyes, and the curve of his lips, in Song Jinhuan's eyes, was a sign of being affirmed, but for Li Yan, it was nothing more than the pleasure of achieving his goal.
Fortunately, Song Jinhuan didn't feel anything about the part of her body in the water, and Li Yan's expression was indifferent, with the seriousness that a professional caregiver would show when washing their employer's body, so she didn't think much of it.
The shame I felt earlier was entirely based on instinct.
As Li Yan washed her skin inch by inch, her fair skin gradually became translucent pink.
He carefully cleaned each of Song Jinhuan's fingers, and then he held Song Jinhuan's shoulder with one hand and rubbed his back.
She couldn't perceive it, but the water beneath the foam swayed with his movements.
She could see the little yellow ducks floating on the water swimming around.
When she was pulled out of the water, she could not feel anything except her head.
She could only stare intently at people with her large, clear, watery eyes.
They seemed afraid that the banquet would disappear.
Li Yan felt a slight flutter in his heart when he met her undisguised gaze. He carried her to the shower, adjusted the water temperature, and began rinsing her from her shoulders.
The stiff limbs were unable to move, like a life-sized cardboard cutout.
Li Yan's clothes were soaked, but he tried his best to keep his eyes straight as he bathed her.
His sister's body was hopelessly perfect in his eyes.
Whether it's the elasticity of the skin or the flesh attached to the skeleton.
The shower head is off.
The girl was wrapped in a bath towel, and once the moisture on her skin was absorbed, she would gradually regain sensation.
Song Jinhuan suddenly felt a numbness in her neck, and without any hesitation, she happily said to Li Yan, "Thank you for your hard work~"
Li Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly. The content of his reverie was hardly gentlemanly, so when he was caught off guard by her sincerity, he turned his face away rather awkwardly.
He took off his clothes, revealing a white work vest underneath his hoodie. His abdomen was still soaked with water, faintly showing the outline of his abdominal muscles.
He wiped his face casually and then tossed it into a basket beside him.
Only then did he carry Song Jinhuan out of the bathroom and gently place her on the bedside.
Before we knew it, it was already nine o'clock at night.
"Sister, you go to sleep first, I'm going to take a shower." He pulled the blanket over her.
Song Jinhuan: "Could you get me my underwear and pajamas? They should be dry by now."
Li Yan ruffled her hair. "Sorry, I'll help you get dressed next time."
Song Jinhuan quickly shook her head, "I can do it myself!"
Li Yan's hand, which was on her head, froze. "Is sister angry?"
The topic changed so quickly that Song Jinhuan was stunned. "I'm not angry."
Li Yan frowned, puzzled, and asked, "Then why did you refuse me, sister?"
Then he reflected: "Isn't it because I wasn't considerate enough and made my sister unhappy that she took back my right to take care of her?"
Song Jinhuan opened her mouth, not quite understanding his thought process, but seeing that the confusion on his face was not feigned, she explained: "When you can't do something yourself, it's called helping others; otherwise, it's called serving."
"I can dress myself."
A hint of hurt flashed in Li Yan's calm eyes, and her usually indifferent expression turned somewhat forlorn. Her voice, though tinged with laughter, carried a bitter undertone as she said, each word deliberate, "So, in my sister's eyes, I'm just a tiny 'other person' after all."
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