"Okay," she whispered, her voice soft and small. "You can wash me, Baiyu. I… I will let you."
Hu Baiyu's lion ears perked up immediately, his blue eyes lighting with pure, grateful joy as he continued washing her. His big hands were so gentle, the warm cloth moving over her skin in slow, careful strokes, cleaning every inch of her small body with reverent care.
He washed her neck, her shoulders, her small breasts, her belly, her thighs, even between her legs with such tender respect that it made her blush deeper and her fluffy white rat tail curl happily in the water.
The steam rose around them, the herbal scent filling the air, and Lin Huahua found herself relaxing into his touch, her white rat ears twitching contentedly as she watched his face.
He looked so happy doing this. His lion ears stayed perked forward, his white hair falling softly around his shoulders, his massive bare chest warm and steady as he worked.
