Ye Jian was already prepared. When he turned around, she immediately took hold of the big towel. The towel covered his lower body, and she couldn't see anything below his waist.
Xia Jinyuan, who turned around generously, wanted to strike while the iron was hot. He felt that he couldn't continue being so passive. He had to adapt.
Otherwise, he was really worried that when it was time for them to be intimate on the bed, Ye Jian would kick him off the bed because she was shy.
However, Ye Jian was already prepared.
Major Xia, who did not show it on his face, cooperatively took the towel and wrapped it around his waist. He said gently, "I can wash the front myself. Wash your face before going out."
Her face was still red, especially her lips. They were as red as roses. She had to cool down.
