"It stinks," Wubai said with a smile.
"Does it really stink?" What should she do, she felt mortified!
Wubai patted her tense little face and urged her to get up: "I'll run the water, wait here, I'll carry you to take a bath later."
"You'll wash me?"
"Or do you want to wash yourself?" Wubai asked in return.
Little Ai bit her lip: "I'll... I'll try. I'm just afraid my leg will touch the water."
"Silly girl, even if you want to wash yourself, I can't let you be alone in the bathroom. What if you slip and fall again? I can't bear that," he said, his gaze gentle beyond words, an irresistible allure for Little Ai.
At that moment, she felt so happy.
...
Wrapped in warm water, Little Ai felt drowsy.
"Do you want to use a face mask?" Wubai, sitting on a chair by the bathtub, glanced toward the masks on the shelf above the sink with interest.
Little Ai opened her eyes, seeing Wubai's intoxicating smile, drawing her deeper and deeper.
"I do."
