Mu Chenxi again: "..."
She really took one wrong step and then everything went wrong.
That "let's do it again" prevented her from being deliberately indifferent like she had been yesterday morning at the hospital.
She couldn't even keep up a cold face.
She could only, like a vulnerable group, let him set the pace.
Mu Chenxi sat on Fu Yanshen's lap, her own body now failing her; she didn't have the energy to struggle with him.
Struggling would only leave her worse off in the end.
Things had already gotten to this point; whatever should or shouldn't have been done yesterday, happened several times over.
Now, it was just a matter of him helping her take a bath, right?
What's the big deal.
If he's willing to serve, she just needed to lie back and enjoy.
Mu Chenxi, championing the spirit of resilience, closed her eyes and leaned into his embrace, donning an expression of waiting to be served.
Her body language gave him the answer.