The storm has just subsided.
Lu Hualiang carried her to the bathroom to clean up.
Considering how exhausted she was tonight, he added soothing essential oils to the bathtub.
Soaking in the warm water, Xia Weibao wearily opened one eye, took a glance at the man sitting opposite, and then closed it again.
This situation was as awkward as it could get, she might as well play dead.
Lu Hualiang scooped her up and held her in his arms.
"Awake, hmm?"
Xia Weibao tilted her head and closed her eyes, continuing to play dead.
Feeling a hand gently kneading her waist, she shivered in fright, not again!
"Wife, we haven't tried a cotillion bath in a long time..."
Xia Weibao, "..."
God, send a thunderbolt, if it doesn't knock me out, then make sure it strikes this beast dead!
Can't a person live anymore!
Fine, let it be!
"Once, this is really the last time."
Lu Hualiang raised an eyebrow and kissed the corner of her mouth, "As you command, wife."
