Fletcher Shen suddenly imitated Casper Xiao's last move, splashing water on his face and taking the opportunity to snatch the clothes from his hands.
Casper Xiao couldn't open his eyes because of the water droplets. He stretched out his arm to pull off the dry towel, covered Fletcher Shen's head, and rubbed it randomly. Fletcher Shen was still getting dressed, and half of his body was shaking because of his rubbing. He was so angry that he kicked his chair with his bare feet.
The chair under Casper Xiao's B*tt was kicked back, and he immediately stretched out his legs, clamped Fletcher Shen tightly, and dragged him in front of him, rubbing Fletcher Shen's head like a puppy.
"Then I'll do whatever I want!" Casper Xiao said harshly.
"Whatever...you...eight...two!" Fletcher Shen's voice was intermittent because he was rubbed with the towel.
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