Yan Xinxin raised the towel in her hand and threw it at him.
Mo Chuxi's reflexes were quick, and the towel didn't hit him.
But it seemed that his evasion only provoked her more.
Yan Xinxin reached out to pick up whatever was on the rack, and threw everything she could get her hands on at Mo Chuxi!
"Didn't you want my concern? Why are you dodging!"
She shouted, a clear tremor evident in her voice.
Mo Chuxi suddenly sat up, revealing his lean chest muscles.
He picked up a bath towel to wrap around his lower body, water droplets trickling down his beautifully shaped upper body.
"Mo Chuxi, don't move!"
He was just about to step out to stop her when he heard Yan Xinxin's threatening words even faster.
Mo Chuxi halted, his tall, sexy frame standing there in the bathtub, his strong right arm wrapped in a thick bandage, creating a scene filled with a wild allure.
"Bang!"
"Clang!"
Yan Xinxin picked up soap and some small bottles, throwing them accurately at Mo Chuxi's chest.
