"No need, no need, I can do it myself..."
Having a woman help him bathe?
Chen Fang was clearly flustered.
He hurriedly tried to dodge away.
But this woman wouldn't give him a chance; whenever he moved, she moved too. As long as he didn't leave the tub, she could always reach him.
A bit of resistance was futile.
Chen Fang could only give up.
He lay back comfortably.
The two women were very thorough in washing him, scrubbing his back first, then moving to his front. After the front was thoroughly washed, the woman's warm hands began to explore his lower abdomen little by little.
Chen Fang shivered.
He asked, "Really? You're even going to wash there?"
The young woman didn't respond; her actions gave the best answer.
Because her hand had already reached Chen Fang's most sensitive area, first rubbing between the crevice, then directly grasping that firmness, carefully cleaning it.
After all, she was a woman.
Not to mention, two young and attractive women.
