Lin Xinlan was furious. She forcefully pushed away his hand and splashed him with water.
Seeing him drenched, she still wasn’t satisfied and continued to splash water at him.
"Get out, get out!" Her emotions were extremely agitated, but Rong Shaoze remained calm and collected, seizing the opportunity to grab her arm.
She kept dodging and trying to splash him with water, only to become exhausted and gasping for breath, sweat beading on the tip of her nose.
Lin Xinlan leaned against the bathtub, taking deep breaths.
Rong Shaoze smirked wickedly, his eyes flashing with triumph, "I told you couldn’t bathe yourself, and you didn’t believe me. Look at you now, don’t you feel all weak and limp, with no strength?"
She glared at him fiercely, silent.
He had purposely angered her, purposely exhausted her of strength, hadn’t he?
He was cunning and despicable!
"Since you’re tired, just lie down obediently, and let me help you bathe," Rong Shaoze said lightly.
Suddenly, he lifted one of her legs, and Lin Xinlan, thrown off balance, fell back against the bathtub.
Her leg was long, even, and very toned.
Due to rarely wearing skirts and shorts, her skin was quite fair.
A long, even, and fair leg caught in Rong Shaoze’s view made his eyes even darker.
Lin Xinlan didn’t notice his gaze; she only felt that being held was very indecent.
And he had seen places he shouldn’t have!
"Bastard, let go!" She had no choice but to use her last bit of strength to kick fiercely. One leg wasn’t enough, so she used both.
Lots of water splashed onto Rong Shaoze, leaving him completely drenched and dripping.
Seeing her struggle so fiercely, he had to let go of her and start unbuttoning his shirt slowly as he stood up.
Lin Xinlan’s face changed color, and she asked anxiously, "What are you doing?"
"Taking off my clothes."
"I know you’re undressing, but why are you undressing, what for?!" She just knew she shouldn’t have trusted him.
Was he going to force her again?
She was already sick; would he still not let her be?
The man’s eyes twinkled slightly, and he said with a faint smile, "Because I’m wet."
Lin Xinlan swore it wasn’t because she thought his words were too evil, it was that his words were indeed evil!
"I warn you, if you dare touch me, I will not be polite!" She looked around for a weapon; there was nothing but bottles and jars.
She grabbed a bottle of shampoo and held it tightly, watching him warily.
Rong Shaoze took off his shirt, revealing a strong, sexy, bronze chest, then he unbuckled his belt, and in no time, he was completely undressed.
Lin Xinlan turned her head away, speechless, afraid that looking any longer would bring bad luck.
She curled herself up in the corner, ready to escape at any moment.
The tighter she gripped the bottle in her hand, the better Rong Shaoze did not touch her, or she’d smash his head in!
Ripples spread through the water as he stepped inside.
Lin Xinlan caught a glimpse of him slowly sitting down with the corner of her eye and seized the moment. She suddenly stood up, planning to leap out of the bathtub and escape!
One foot was out, the other almost followed, and her heart leaped with joy.
Suddenly, a large hand caught the ankle she had just lifted, and with a slight tug, she screamed and fell into the water.
She didn’t fall onto the hard bathtub as she had expected, but into a broad embrace.
Accidentally submerged, she was thoroughly spluttered with water.