"Alright!" She agreed to bathe him, and Beiming Han couldn't be more eager.
Gu Qingxin picked up the loofah and started scrubbing him. Out of the corner of her eye, she accidentally caught sight of a little monster lurking, and her cheeks flushed slightly.
She used the loofah to scrub his chest, back, and long legs, then she got ready to wash his hair.
Gu Qingxin then realized, it seemed it had always been him taking care of her, him washing her hair, and she hadn't personally washed his hair.
Gu Qingxin used the showerhead to wet his hair, then squeezed shampoo into her hand and lathered it into foam, before beginning to massage his hair.
The pressure was just right; he could even feel the tenderness of her little hands. Gu Qingxin rinsed the foam from his hair, then said, "Alright."
"You haven't washed the legs," Beiming Han opened his eyes and said.
"I've already washed them both!"
"The third one hasn't been washed."
Gu Qingxin, "..."
