Lu Zijia didn't give him a chance to reject her. She got a lump of ointment with her hand and smeared it on his face.
Mu Tianyan, who was confused: "…"
Ten minutes later.
"Alright, you can wash the ointment off your face."
Lu Zijia, who stared at Mu Tianyan with a covetous look on the side and didn't allow him to wipe off the ointment on his face, finally announced kindly that Mu Tianyan was free.
Seeing her smiling face, Mu Tianyan didn't move in the bathtub. He asked as if he was talking nonsense, "You want me to wash it off now?"
"Right, quick, quick, let me see how the effect is. If it's not good, I can still improve it a bit."
Lu Zijia nodded without hesitation and urged.
The corners of Mu Tianyan's mouth curved up with a touch of evilness and the glint of success flashed through his eyes. "Alright."
"Splash…."
