C1 Ambiguous

The extremely luxurious bathroom was designed in a European style, with a crystal chandelier, reliefs on the walls, and every detail was exquisitely and perfectly done.

Xia Yihan filled the large bathtub with water. She walked down the steps and stood two meters away from the bathtub with her head down, waiting for Young Master Ye to come in and take a bath.

She thought that she would have to face a naked man later and was very nervous.

If she only had to wait on him to take a bath, she could still grit her teeth and endure it. But who knew if he would suddenly go berserk? He was so tall, if he forced himself on her...

No, no, there were too many women who wanted to climb onto Young Master Ye's bed. He was so picky about women, he definitely wouldn't take a liking to her.

Of course, she didn't want him to take a liking to her either.

Ye Zimo walked into the bathroom and he did not even look at Xia Yihan. This made her slightly relieved. He reached for the button and took off all his clothes in front of her naturally. His clothes and pants scattered all over the floor.

Xia Yihan did not dare to look at him at all. She bent down and picked up his clothes and placed them in a special place. Then she returned to her original place and lowered her head.

Her face unconsciously turned red. She did not know where to look.

While she was not paying attention, Ye Zimo's gaze stopped on her uneasy face, and then on her hands that were constantly moving. An indescribable curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A few seconds later, he elegantly walked up the steps and entered the bathtub.

"Come here and help me wipe my back." He ordered. Xia Yihan quietly picked up a towel and walked up the stairs, standing behind him.

She tried her best to calm down. She still had to take a few deep breaths before she had the courage to touch his back with the towel in her hand.

Just treat him as a child. It's okay to bathe a child.

She hypnotized herself over and over again. Her hands trembled as she placed the towel on his body.

The moment she touched him, he suddenly turned around. She was so scared that she almost threw the towel away.

"Look at me!"

There was an irresistible force in his voice.

She looked at him in panic and found that his deep eyes seemed to have magic power that could suck her in. This made her even more nervous and helpless.

She could only look down and stop at his tightly pursed lips.

His lips were very thin and the shape of his lips was very good.

She looked at his lips in infatuation, which made her look seductive and sexy. His gaze could not help but become a little heated.

Just when she wanted to avoid his burning gaze. His large hand suddenly reached out from the bathtub and caught her wrist off guard. She landed solidly on his robust body.

Her skirt was soaked through and stuck to her body. Her exquisite curves could be seen at a glance. A large amount of water spilled out of the bathtub and rushed down the stairs. The marble floor was also filled with water.

His sudden action shocked Xia Yihan. She was stunned for a second or two before she struggled hard on his body.

His strong arms wrapped around her waist. He did not seem to use much strength but she could not move at all.

The more she struggled, the closer they got. Their positions were too ambiguous. This made her very nervous and afraid.

Could it be that he really wanted to vent his desires?

"You..." Just as she said a word, her lips were suddenly kissed by his lips. Her words were all sealed back.

His moist lips gently sucked her soft and tender lips. A numbing sensation quickly spread from her lips to her entire body. Her body naturally trembled.

At that moment, her mind was almost blank. She just stared blankly at his perfect handsome face.

He felt her unfamiliarity. It was unfamiliarity that had never been touched by a man, and he actually had the impulse to kiss her.

He had seen countless women, but he had never wanted to kiss a woman like this.

He still let go of her expressionlessly.

The force on her waist suddenly loosened. She seized the opportunity to grab the edge of the bathtub and forced herself to get up.

She stood on the edge of the bathtub again. Her mind was clear. She was ashamed and angry at the thought of what had just happened.

That was her first kiss, the precious first time that she had left for the man she loved the most, and it was gone just like that. How could he be so casual?

So what if he was a billionaire CEO? He could kiss her casually? She was only Female Servant, but she did not sell herself!

Her eyes were filled with anger as she stared at his face. He looked at her coldly.

"You can leave if you feel wronged." His voice was cold and ruthless, but it reminded her of the cold and cold reality. Yes, she could not leave. No matter how angry she was, she could not leave.

She suppressed all her emotions and her expression became calm. She did not say a word. She lowered her head and walked down the stairs to get another towel.

"No need!" After he finished speaking coldly, he took out the towel that she had dropped from the water and started to wipe his body.

She kept her head down and looked at the ground. The ground was full of water. She looked around and found a clean and flawless rag. She then squeezed out water from the sink and wiped it again.

He was wiping his body. She was wiping the ground. She was wiping it very seriously.

He seemed to be examining her serious face. No one could tell what he was thinking.

She finished wiping the floor, washed the cloth, and washed her hands. He seemed to have just finished bathing.

"Give me the towel!"

Xia Yihan held up the towel and lowered her head to bring it to him.

As she got closer, she started to panic again. She did not know if this person would do something that would shock the world again.

Fortunately, nothing happened. He picked up the towel and dried his body before throwing it into her hands.

She went to get another one for him. He wrapped it around his body. He did not look at her and walked out.

At this time, Xia Yihan's white dress was no longer dripping, but it was still wet and stuck tightly to her body.

As his maid, she had no right to care about her own feelings. She just lowered her head and followed his footsteps.