In the washroom, mist lingered.
The bathtub was filled with flower petals, and Yicui had added essential oils to it. After placing down her change of clothes, she slowly stepped out.
Shen Hua slipped off her skirt and removed her undergarment. Her slender waist was impossibly delicate to grasp. Her skin was soft and flawless, tender and pinkish.
Barefoot, she stepped in and sat down, the warm water immersing her as she comfortably sighed.
Her pale fingertips stirred the petals, Shen Hua seemed slightly lost in thought. Speaking straightforwardly with Cui Yun might seem too eager.
The matter of going to Fengzhou should also be brought up this opportunity.
She leaned against the bathtub, allowing the steam to tint her cheeks a blush red.
This time, Shen Hua bathed extremely slowly. Soaking for a long time left her feeling weak and dizzy.
Only when the water cooled did she gradually regain her senses and hurriedly got up.
