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"This... isn't appropriate, right?"
Having learned from past experiences, Peang Yayun felt a bit uneasy. She couldn't quite figure out what game Shen Yuan wanted to play this time.
How to put it? Amid excitement and nervousness, there was a faint sense of expectation—afraid he'd not make a move, but also afraid he'd be reckless.
"What's inappropriate about it? At most, it's tit for tat. After I help you wash, you can help me wash."
"But..."
"No buts."
Shen Yuan cut her off, not waiting for her to agree, and directly pulled Peang Yayun into the master bedroom.
Peang Yayun was practically pushed into the bathroom. She felt she had been too naive, imagining she could take control before she came. Now, she realized she had completely underestimated Shen Yuan.
