Why Does It Feel So Intimate?

After she finished drinking water, Yue An pulled her towards the prepared recliner.

“This recliner was made by me, Regent King, and Fei Yu according to the blueprint you drew. Does it meet your expectations?”

She sat down on the recliner and adjusted herself.

“It’s a bit hard and uncomfortable on the back. I’ll buy some cushions tomorrow, but it’s exactly what I wanted. Second Brother!”

Hearing her call, Jian Tong immediately ran over. “Junior Sister, what’s wrong?”

She giggled. “Help me boil some hot water, thank you, Second Brother.”

Jian Tong frowned and looked at her. “You want to bathe in daylight?”

“No! I want to wash my hair,” she said, lifting her head and gathering all her hair behind.

Yue An looked at the relaxed figure lying on the recliner and couldn’t help but laugh and cry.

“So, you wanted this chair just to wash your hair while lying down?”