After Mu Jin Huan closed the bathroom door, he took a clean towel and walked towards Nan Wan.
Her innocent and bewildered gaze was like wings fluttering gently at his heart, yet his mind held not a trace of romantic thought, his dark eyes were an unfathomable abyss.
The towel in front of her was pulled away by the man's large hand, and Nan Wan felt a bit shy. Even though they had already been as intimate as could be, being exposed without a stitch in front of him made her a little uncomfortable.
However, the man's gaze held no desire, so she didn't feel that nervous shyness anymore.
She let him wipe the water off her body, whispering, "I put a waterproof band-aid on my knee, it won't get wet."
Mu Jin Huan's movements were gentler than ever, similar to when he bathed Pea; he was worried his rough palms might hurt Pea, so he was especially careful, just like now.
