Murong Xiao Dan struggled to use his legs and feet. He couldn't walk all the way to the tub so Gei Shan, Murong Xiu and Lishi Xieren had to assist him, almost carrying him.
It was a struggle since the three didn't have that much strength to begin with.
Once Murong Xiao Dan entered the tub, the women retreated and left Gei Shan to attend to him.
Murong Xiao Dan flinched slightly as he touched the water. It had been a long time since he felt it.
Every time Murong Xiu, Lishi Xieren and Dong Chun would wash him, it's always with the use of a towel and never directly with water.
His body felt relieved however that it was neither hot nor cold.
He sniffed. 'What is this fragrant aroma?'
He leaned down to smell it.
"What is this?"
"Master?" Gei Shan uttered.
"This smell. Like flowers.."
"Ah.. this is from the bath bomb."
"A bath what??" Murong Xiao Dan's brows pulled together as he looked at Gei Shan in confusion.
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