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She paused for a moment, looked at the man walking towards her, and subconsciously stepped back.

"Why...why are you taking your clothes off?"

"Of course you have to take your clothes off to take a shower," Lu Yanzhi pointed to his right hand. "I can't take them off here."

Qiao An'an stared blankly at the man's taut, powerful shoulder and neck muscles.

Lu Yanzhi's gaze fell on Qiao An'an's flushed face, and his eyes showed anticipation.

Qiao An'an looked down at his wheat-colored skin, his clearly defined abs...

Especially the marks she left on his pectoral muscles last night made Qiao An'an's heart tighten.

This... the impact was too great.

Her face was burning hot, and the images from last night flooded her mind again. She quickly looked away, her heart pounding.

But the more I think about it, the clearer the scenes from last night become in my mind. Last night... it was too crazy...

"Good boy~"

The man's deep, husky voice reached Qiao An'an's ears again. She trembled and looked up to see the man standing in front of her.

She could still smell the scent of cedar on the man.

She took a deep breath, straightened up, and said, "I...I'll help you take them off."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qiao An'an blushed so much that her ears turned red.

You shut your mouth, what are you saying!

Lu Yanzhi couldn't help but smile, and he obediently took a step back and sat on the edge of the bathtub.

Qiao An'an stepped forward and stood in front of the man, instantly closing the distance between them.

The man's scent enveloped her, and she didn't even dare to breathe. She lowered her head... and was startled. She quickly looked up.

For a moment, he didn't know where to place his gaze.

As soon as Qiao An'an's hand touched Lu Yanzhi's right shoulder, she felt a heat that made her tremble nervously.

"Don't be nervous, sweetie." Lu Yanzhi's tone was smiling. The two were too close, and his warm breath fell on Qiao An'an's hands, making her even more flustered.

Qiao An'an bit her lip to calm herself down.

She slowly removed his right side of clothing, her hands touching firm, powerful areas.

When her clothes were pulled down to her arms, her well-defined abdominal muscles were exposed. Qiao An'an couldn't help but glance at them a few times, and became even more nervous.

Each touch made her breathe more heavily and her cheeks flush even more.

Lu Yanzhi wasn't much better off; his breathing became increasingly heavy.

"That's fine."

Qiao An'an struggled to suppress her inner turmoil and finally managed to take off her clothes.

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized how close she was to Lu Yanzhi; she was standing between the man's legs.

Qiao An'an nervously took two steps back, her heart pounding wildly.

Lu Yanzhi's gaze remained fixed on her face, his deep eyes burning with intensity.

He didn't say anything, and soon the bathroom was filled with steam.

Lu Yanzhi stood up and took a step forward, closing the distance between the two of them. He looked down at the shy Qiao An'an.

He caught a whiff of her faint, sweet fragrance, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

He struggled to control himself, his voice becoming hoarse, "Have you tested the water temperature?"

"I...I've tried it..." Qiao An'an lowered her head even further.

She wanted to leave, but her legs wouldn't obey her brain; she couldn't move an inch.

The bathroom was filled with increasing steam, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

Lu Yanzhi looked at her, the smile in his eyes unfathomable.

He likes to see her like this, and every time he sees her, he can't help but want to get closer.

But we can't rush it.

Lu Yanzhi's voice softened further, carrying a hint of weakness that was completely out of character for him.

"Oh dear, I can't reach my upper body like this, can you help me?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao An'an's eyes widened instantly, and she looked up at the man.

What?

She helped him wash?

She was so exhausted from taking off her clothes that her legs went weak and her hands barely obeyed her commands.

This needs to be washed... Is this really okay?

The thought of touching his muscles when she took off her clothes... made her so embarrassed.

She wanted to refuse, but when she saw the weakness in Lu Yanzhi's eyes, she swallowed her words.

Qiao An'an bit her lip, "Then... okay then."

Although she was struggling internally, she had promised to take care of him after all.

Lu Yanzhi's expression softened even more, and he took a step back.

"Then please, my dear, just wash your upper body, the rest..."

Lu Yanzhi couldn't resist teasing her, so he stopped halfway through his sentence.

He was delighted, but seeing the worry in Qiao An'an's astonished eyes, he was afraid that she would say she should take a bath.

We can't tease her anymore, or she'll run away!

Lu Yanzhi cleared his throat. "I can handle the rest myself."

As soon as he finished speaking

Qiao An'an breathed a sigh of relief.

She was afraid the man would make another request.

Qiao An'an glanced at the showerhead, then at Lu Yanzhi's hand. "Uncle Lu, you have to bend down. I need to take off the bandage, otherwise it will be difficult to rinse."

Lu Yanzhi cooperated readily, lowering his head and letting Qiao An'an operate the machine.

As soon as she took it off, Qiao An'an tied the bandage to the clothes hook on the wall so that it wouldn't get wet.

But when Qiao An'an turned around, she saw that Lu Yanzhi's hand was tied up. An image flashed through her mind of Lu Yanzhi tied to the bed, at the mercy of others…

Qiao An'an was startled by her own thoughts. She quickly shook off the thoughts in her mind, took a deep breath, picked up a towel, and walked to the shower.

She moved a chair over and tested the water temperature.

"Uncle Lu, please sit down."

Lu Yanzhi was very cooperative.

Holding a showerhead in one hand and a towel in the other, Qiao An'an said, "I...I'm starting to wash."

The man responded with an "Mmm".

Only then did Qiao An'an dare to begin.

Warm water slid down the man's smooth muscle lines, glistening on his skin and making the clearly defined muscle lines even more distinct.

Qiao An'an slowly moved the showerhead, and her hand inevitably touched his warm skin. It felt like an electric current rushed into her heart, startling her so much that she quickly pulled her hand back.

In a moment of panic, the showerhead in her hand wobbled, and the water flowed directly onto the man's abdomen.

"Feel sorry!"

Qiao An'an couldn't help but glance at him, her face and neck turning red as she met the man's gaze.

She instinctively lowered her head, but as soon as she did, she regretted it even more.

The water soaked her pants, outlining the lines of her legs, especially between her thighs...

This reminded her of what she'd read online: that these waist sizes are always the largest...

Qiao An'an's mind went wild with uncontrollable thoughts.

For a moment, it was awkward to look up or not.