Li Wangyou really couldn't do something like asking a twelve or thirteen-year-old little girl to bathe him. After all, he was a good kid who grew up under the red flag.,Fumbling to shed his robes, shivering in the cold bath, Li Wangyou sank into the hot water filled with the scent of lavender. He couldn't help but exclaim, "This is so damn comfortable.",He craned his neck again, stiffly, toward the person standing in the tub.。