In the bathtub [3]

Zhao Tian's gaze drifted lazily from her face to her long, toned legs as she tested the water with one foot.

The way the light glinted off her tan skin made her seem almost ethereal, and he couldn't help but whistle under his breath. "You know, Master, you've got great legs. Makes me wonder why you're hiding the rest with that towel." 

Yao Jing's lips parted in mock outrage, her blush deepening as she splashed water at him. "You really want to die, don't you?" 

He raised a hand to shield his face, laughing even as droplets hit him. "What? I'm just stating the truth. Isn't honesty one of the virtues of a good disciple?" 

"Honesty, huh? More like shamelessness. If that's a virtue, you'd be a saint." 

Yao Jing sighed dramatically, stepping fully into the tub as she avoided looking directly at him. 

The water swirled around her calves as she moved to the opposite side of the tub, intending to sit as far from Zhao Tian as possible.