The opponent's emotions were written all over their face.
His sword-like eyebrows slightly knitted into a small arc, and his thin lips curled into a displeased, somewhat aggrieved arc. His eyes glared resentfully at Gao Jingwen, like a child throwing a tantrum.
Yet this side of him still made Gao Jingwen's heart flutter.
She smiled soothingly, "I'll adjust the water temperature, I'll be done soon."
Fearing the temperature might harm him, Gao Jingwen quickly reached out to wash him, accompanied by Wanqi Jingyi's small hums.
With the accompaniment playing, Gao Jingwen swiftly washed up, raised her hand to turn off the water, and wrapped the silly Wanqi Jingyi with a towel.
The series of actions were swift and familiar enough to leave one dumbfounded.
Over the past year, Gao Jingwen had already gotten used to it.
From the initial stiffness and awkwardness, to now being still shy but moving over ten times faster.
