Xiaorou squatted down and cautiously helped Shen Yuan into his spa pants, but when she stood up again, her face was already flushed red.
Then she turned on the shower head, tested the water temperature with her hand, and with shy eyes said, "Mr. Shen, could you try this and see if the water temperature is okay?"
Shen Yuan reached out to feel it: "Yes, it's fine."
Next, Xiaorou lifted the hem of her cheongsam, slipped off her high heels, and started to rinse Shen Yuan with the shower head.
But as she showered him, she noticed that the tall Mr. Shen kept staring at her, so she said with downcast eyes, "Mr. Shen."
"Hmm?"
Xiaorou shyly looked at the ground: "Could you, turn your back to me?"
"Oh, okay."
Shen Yuan turned his back to her.
Then Xiaorou's fingers and the "whooshing" warm water touched his skin once again.
Xiaorou, true to her name, was gentle in voice and movement; her palms and fingertips were also soft, creating bubbles as she washed.