In the luxurious enameled bathtub.
Han Luoli filled it with water and without a word stripped the girl of her clothes. Domineeringly, he placed her in the water, which splashed about fiercely.
"Da Luoluo—" the girl was startled and choked on some water.
But what was worse, the water in the bathtub was much too hot, scalding her until she felt like crying.
"So hot…" Her voice was filled with grievance as she softly called out to the man, feeling as if she were a chicken about to be plucked.
Yet the man seemed possessed, his cold and hard features somber as if cast in bronze, his eyes fiercely chilling. He said nothing, simply picking up a towel to clean Gu Xiaoer's body, his movements far from gentle, even somewhat rough.
Scalded by the hot water, Gu Xiaoer felt uncomfortable all over, her delicate skin turned red in the water, her big eyes shimmering with tears as she bore the suffering with a foolish look.
"Da Luoluo, Baby hurts..."
