"Hey, classmate Yang Qingyin, can you help me scrub properly?"
"Why do you have no strength at all? Can't you just give me a good massage? I've helped you so many times, is it too much to ask you to do it for me once?"
"Come on, don't pinch me. Just give me a few punches instead."
"Whoa, biting me now? That's too much!"
"If you keep messing around, I'll pull you in here."
In the bathroom, Luo Ziling's complaints never stopped.
Under his insistence, Yang Qingyin finally agreed to help him bathe, but on the condition that she wouldn't undress.
Yang Qingyin was willing to help him scrub, so naturally, Luo Ziling was very happy. He immediately filled the bathtub with water, took off his clothes leaving only his underwear, and jumped in, then called Yang Qingyin over to scrub his back.
But to his dismay, although she agreed to help him bathe, Yang Qingyin didn't cooperate at all and kept causing trouble.
