Mu Shini got up, pushed the wheelchair to the side of the bathtub, then walked in front of him, gritted her teeth, bent down, placing one hand at his waist, and the other lifting his big hand onto her shoulder.
"I’ll carry you into the bathtub, hold on tight."
This little girl, she moved way too fast.
She directly started by touching his waist.
This kind of unconscious seduction, no man could withstand it.
"When I was at my grandpa’s military camp, I often participated in field training, running with a 50-kilogram pack." Mu Shini, thinking he was doubting her capability, explained her past experiences to him.
To reassure him further, Mu Shini gave a sweet smile, "Don’t worry, honey, I’ll take good care of you."
Her smile was so enchanting, so sweet, quietly blossoming in front of his eyes.
Bo Sishen noticed that when she smiled, the dimples on her cheeks would appear and disappear with the movement of her lips, lively and charming.
A faint dimpled smile, gentle eyes full of tenderness.
Bo Sishen was captivated by her sweet smile, almost falling into a daze.
A ripple appeared in his deep eyes, he put on a serious face, removed her small hand from his waist, his voice deep and hoarse, "I’m not the 50-kilogram pack you carried during training. If you accidentally drop me, I’ll be completely disabled."
With that, he braced his powerful arms on the edge of the bathtub, then with a swift move, rose from the wheelchair and sat steadily in the tub.
His movements were smooth and elegant, like a gymnast trained to perfection, it seemed as though he hadn’t expended any effort moving from the wheelchair to the tub.
Mu Shini was stunned, completely shocked by his handsome and agile actions.
How could this man, so fit and strong, on that day at the Civil Affairs Bureau, have been shaking all over and needed two people to help him sit?
Could driving away bad luck really be so effective?
Bo Sishen looked at her standing there in a daze, her mouth wide open in surprise, big enough to fit an egg.
He flicked his wet hand at her face, waking her up, "Stunned? Get me a towel and body wash."
"Huh?" Mu Shini came back to her senses, quickly turned around, grabbed a white towel and handed it to him, while wiping the water off her face, blushing as she passed the towel, "Here’s the towel."
Bo Sishen extended his long arm and took the towel she offered.
As Mu Shini let go, she felt a warm wetness on her wrist. She looked down to find her wrist gripped by him. Before she could understand why he was holding her, he pulled hard—
Mu Shini screamed, her body was pulled halfway into the bathtub, pressing firmly against him.
With the floor wet and slippery, she lost her balance, and with a ’thud’, she completely fell into the tub.
Water splashed all over her face. She opened her eyes wide in shock, just about to scold him when she realized her small hands were tightly holding his strong body.
"What, still worried I’d eat you?" Bo Sishen looked at her, pale with fright, the mischievous glint in his deep eyes carrying a thick sense of amusement. His big hand moved down, grasping her slender waist, pulling her closer to his bare body.