Lu Ping comfortingly said, and Yu Ting nodded, stepping into the hot spring.
She bit the corner of her mouth, her expression shy and timid, her hands untying the bath towel wrapped around her body.
She was wearing only a set of lingerie, the bath towel now rested beside the pool, revealing her curvaceous, commanding figure.
A pair of high, proud breasts that the lingerie could hardly contain, with a third of them exposed.
That deep cleavage seemed to draw one's gaze irresistibly into it.
Her skin was as white as snow, her abdomen flat and firm, her long legs smooth and straight...
Embarrassed, Yu Ting crossed her arms over her chest, standing still not knowing what to do.
Lu Ping's breath deepened as he noticed her helplessness and reached out to pull her into his embrace.
Yu Ting's hands compliantly climbed up around his neck.
The two slowly drew closer as Lu Ping's hand reached into the hot spring, preparing for what was to come.