Yang Guo: I'm invincible in the opening battle against Aunt Guo!

Soon, Yang Guo knew who it was.

That familiar scent.

Yang Guo didn't even need to open his eyes.

They then knew that the visitor was Guo Fu.

Sure enough, Guo Fu tiptoed around the screen like a thief and immediately spotted Yang Guo resting with his eyes closed in the bathtub.

In the misty haze, his well-defined shoulders and chest emerged from the water, his wet hair plastered to his forehead, and his handsome face, illuminated by the light and mist, lost some of its usual sharpness and gained a touch of languid ease.

"ah!"

Guo Fu let out a soft cry, even though she had planned a "night raid" long ago.

But upon seeing this scene, the girl's shyness instantly welled up, her cheeks flushed red, and she froze in place, unsure whether to go forward or retreat.

Yang Guo slowly opened his eyes, looked at her, and instead of surprise, his eyes held a knowing smile: "Sister Fu? It's so late, is something the matter?"

His calmness eased Guo Fu's embarrassment slightly. She mustered her courage, took two steps forward, and whispered:

"I...I came to check if Brother Yang had rested...I didn't expect you to be taking a bath..."

As she spoke, her gaze couldn't help but drift over his bare skin, and her heart pounded even faster.

"Yes, I'm almost done washing."

Yang Guo said naturally, "Since Sister Fu is here, could you do me a small favor? There are some parts of my back that I can't reach."

This straightforward request startled Guo Fu for a moment, then her blush deepened, but a bold feeling, a mixture of shyness and sweetness, welled up in her heart.

She bit her lip and softly hummed in agreement.

He walked to the bathtub, picked up the cloth draped beside him, soaked it, and trembling slightly, covered Yang Guo's broad and sturdy back with it.

The skin felt warm and firm to the touch, smooth with water droplets.

Guo Fu had never had such intimate contact with a man before. Her palms were slightly sweaty, and her movements were awkward and gentle.

She carefully wiped him, from his shoulders and neck to the center of his back, her fingertips occasionally brushing against the muscle lines of his back, each touch sending shivers down her spine.

Yang Guo leaned forward slightly in agreement, allowing her to serve him.

He really didn't have any psychological burden. Modern thinking made him not take the separation between men and women so seriously. Besides, Guo Fu had come to him of her own accord. It was a matter of mutual affection and consent, so he didn't resist.

Feeling the clumsy yet earnest service from the girl behind him, the true energy of the "Yin Yang Harmony Chapter" within his body seemed to become slightly more active, bringing a comfortable warmth.

"Brother Yang... your back is so broad..." Guo Fu muttered softly, whether in admiration or talking to herself, it was unclear.

Yang Guo chuckled softly but did not reply.

With Guo Fu's "help," Yang Guo quickly finished his bath.

He stood up, splashing water in his wake.

Guo Fu exclaimed in surprise and quickly turned around, but couldn't help peeking through her fingers.

Yang Guo didn't mind. He picked up a large dry cloth from the side, quickly dried himself, changed into a clean moon-white undergarment, and tied his belt.

Turning around, he saw Guo Fu still standing there with a flushed face. His smile deepened, and he reached out to pull her into his arms.

"etc!"

Guo Fu shrank back, her face turning bright red, and her voice became so soft it was almost inaudible.

"I...I'm all sweaty too, and I haven't showered yet...Brother Yang, you...you help me too..."

This request surprised Yang Guo. He found it amusing to see Guo Fu so embarrassed that she could hardly lift her head, so he readily nodded and said, "Okay."

He asked Guo Fu to wait a moment, then went out to summon the servant on night duty, instructing him to fetch clean, warm water again, and specifically asked for some fresh flower petals and calming spices.

Although the servants found it strange, they dared not ask too many questions since Yang Guo was a distinguished guest of the lady. They quickly prepared the food and sent it over.

Fresh bathwater was poured into the tub, and flower petals and spices were sprinkled on top, instantly filling the room with a delicate and rich fragrance.

"The water's ready, Sister Fu," Yang Guo gestured.

Guo Fu walked to the bathtub, looked at the rising steam, and then at Yang Guo standing to the side. The courage she had just mustered seemed to have dissipated a little.

She said hesitantly, "Brother Yang...you...you turn around first."

Yang Guo readily agreed, smiling as he turned to face the wall: "Alright, I won't look."

Behind her came the rustling sound of clothes rubbing together, followed by the soft sound of water splashing, accompanied by a comfortable sigh from Guo Fu.

"That's enough..." Guo Fu's voice came from the water, muffled.

Yang Guo turned around and walked to the bathtub.

Guo Fu submerged her entire body in the water, leaving only her head above water. Petals floated on the surface, obscuring the underwater scenery, but the girl's delicate curves could still be vaguely seen amidst the rippling water.

Her face was as red as a ripe apple, her eyes were tightly closed, and her long eyelashes trembled nervously.

Yang Guo picked up a new cloth, soaked it, and began to wash her.

His movements were much more skillful and gentler than Guo Fu's earlier, starting with her slender neck and slowly moving down to her rounded shoulders and smooth back.

The cloth brought waves of tingling sensations as it touched her skin, causing Guo Fu to tremble slightly. She was both nervous and enjoying this unprecedented intimacy.

When it was Guo Fu's turn, she was so embarrassed that her whole body turned pink. She hugged her knees tightly and hid her chest underwater.

Yang Guo didn't force her, and simply helped her clean her arms and the area around her collarbone.

As the water cooled, Yang Guo stopped what he was doing, took a clean, large cloth and unfolded it: "Alright, get up, don't catch a cold."

Guo Fu then dared to open her eyes and saw Yang Guo holding a cloth with his back to her. She gritted her teeth and quickly stood up from the water.

Amidst the splashing water, Yang Guo timely spread out a large cloth behind him, accurately wrapping her wet body, and then gently lifted her out of the bathtub and placed her on the clean foot mat that had been prepared nearby.

"Dry yourself off, I'll go change the sheets."

As Yang Guo spoke, he walked to the bedside and laid out a dry and clean new mattress sheet.

Guo Fu hid in a cloth, wiping her body haphazardly, her heart pounding like a drum.

When Yang Guo finished making the bed and turned around, she had already wrapped herself up tightly with a cloth, only revealing her fair calves and bare feet. Her wet hair was disheveled, and water droplets dripped from the ends of her hair, making her look charming and touching.

Their eyes met, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flower petals and a certain ambiguity that was about to erupt.

Yang Guo's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. Without further hesitation, he stepped forward and picked her up, cloth and all, in his arms.

Guo Fu gasped and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her burning cheeks against his chest.

Walking to the bedside, Yang Guo gently placed her on the soft, dry mattress, and then covered her with his own weight, supporting himself on top of her.

In the dim light, he looked at Guo Fu's moist eyes and luscious red lips, slowly lowered his head, and kissed her.

Guo Fu responded awkwardly but enthusiastically, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck.

The kiss deepened, carrying the freshness of a post-shower moment and the burning passion of attraction.