Cousin Qianqian Has Never Helped Me Bathe Before

She walked in as the delicate hem of her floral dress swayed gently. Her emotions had already calmed down by the time she returned to the room.

Hua Qianqian took out the prepared silver needles and approached Li Yuan, saying, “I’m going to begin now. It might be painful, but I’ll try to be gentle.”

Upon hearing Hua Qianqian’s voice, Li Yuan, who was already sitting upright, tensed even more. He slightly raised his chin and turned his face to the side. “I understand, go ahead.”

Hua Qianqian felt that her conversation with Li Yuan was a bit strange, but she couldn’t pinpoint what exactly was odd about it.

She decided not to dwell on it and picked up the silver needle, piercing it into a specific acupoint on the back of Li Yuan’s neck.

Her icy fingers glided across Li Yuan’s neck, instantly dyeing his fair skin a crimson hue.

Hua Qianqian couldn’t help but marvel at how delicate Li Yuan’s skin was.