Eli Qi obediently took a small step forward, stepped into the bathtub with his legs, sat down slowly, and then gently scratched Jasper Zhou's palm with his fingers. This scratched the already distracted person, and he almost slipped. Fell down.
Jasper Zhou hurriedly held the edge of the bathtub, looking flustered. He stuffed the shower gel into Eli Qi's hand and wanted to leave.
"You wash yourself. I'll go out for a while. Call me when you're ready."
However, he didn't expect Eli Qi to grab his wrist with his backhand, pull away and sit back down.
"What's wrong? Is there anything else?" Jasper Zhou's face turned slightly red at this time.
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