"Your sense of touch is more sensitive than mine."
Xia Liang turned her face and looked at her: "Just like a baby's skin is always more tender than an adult's. Perhaps the younger you are, the more obvious this feeling is. So, is it comfortable for me and uncomfortable for you?"
"I'm older than you." Lin Xiaolu narrowed her eyes: "Don't think about calling me immature in roundabout ways."
"Hmm? Is this considered 'scolding'?"
Xia Liang put on a thoughtful expression, then grinned: "No matter the age, from any angle, I am older than you, right?"
"Huh?"
Lin Xiaolu immediately sat up straight. She was about to stand up and confront Xia Liang but then remembered she was still bathing and it was not suitable to make big movements, so she had to grudgingly give up.
"I also think this tingling sensation feels weird..."