276, a cold man, also very bewitching

Song Qinghuan blinked, stared at him for a few seconds before walking to the other end of Shi Yuhuan's head and squatting down. She placed her hands on his shoulders, gently kneading them.

Normally, she would never do this. But considering he had just saved her life today, she could give him a nice massage.

As she was rubbing his shoulders, Shi Yuhuan leaned against the edge of the tub, closing his eyes as if he was pretending to sleep.

She thought that bathing him would be best, otherwise, it would be too embarrassing having to maintain eye contact.

Song Qinghuan grabbed a towel and rubbed it over his body, quickly like she was in a hurry.

In a short while, she told Shi Yuhuan, who was laying in the tub, "There, get up now!"

As she spoke, she finished washing Shi Yuhuan's long legs and was about to stand up when she unexpectedly saw a massive tent set up in Shi Yuhuan's nether regions.

Song Qinghuan's face instantly blushed.