"Looking for other men?"
"It seems I have been too nice to Ah Yu, repeatedly breaking my taboos." Chu Heng suddenly stood up, and before Ye Muyu could react, he had already taken off his jacket and went straight into the bath barrel.
Ye Muyu was startled and quickly turned around, only to see the man's firm chest leaning forward; she stammered in fright, "I was joking, don't be angry, I was wrong... Hmm."
Ye Muyu knew she had said something wrong and, following his mood, she soothed him for a while until Chu Heng's actions softened.
He reached out to touch her face, his voice somewhat muffled, "Don't say that again."
"Okay, I won't." Ye Muyu touched his long hair, which had become completely wet due to his impulsive action and clung to his face, making him look somewhat disheveled.
Ye Muyu chuckled quietly: "Ah Heng, why don't you wash your hair as well?"
