Gurururu——
Chen Mo almost couldn't hold it in.
As bubbles rose to the water's surface, Lin Jingzhu's face changed slightly, and she quickly tightened her grip.
The outcome was inevitable...
"Hmm~"
Lin Jingzhu's body trembled, her pretty face turned crimson red, her eyes filled with shame, and steam rose from her head.
Fortunately, the steam in the pool was thick, and the Empress did not notice anything unusual.
"Little aunt, we're almost done with the bath, shall we go?"
"Why the rush? We haven't even been here for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea; we usually soak for at least an hour."
The Empress was particularly afraid of meeting Chen Mo now, totally in a state of ostrich-like avoidance mode...
An hour?!
Chen Mo, listening from underwater, felt a bit anxious.
He's not a turtle; he can't hold his breath for that long...
He stretched out his hand and patted Lin Jingzhu's thigh, signaling her to quickly lead the Empress away.
