"What are you doing?" Hua Hua mumbled.
He was sleeping so soundly that he wouldn't know if he was sold off, and the next second, his arms and legs were wide open, in a posture inviting pickings. Ling Yin's eye twitched, and in the next second, even his little underwear was taken off.
Hua Hua probably felt a slight chill, immediately covered his treasure with both hands, turned over to lie face down on the bed, leaving Ling Yin only a view of his white, perky butt!
Ling Yin's eye twitched again, soaked the towel, wrung it out, and wiped!
The towel rubbed over Hua Hua's back, like a massage, making him so comfortable he hummed and squirmed a bit, probably because he felt the wiping was very comfortable. He turned over again, no longer caring about his little pecker, clearly saying: The front needs a massage too!
When Ling Yin wiped his pale chest too, Hua Hua immediately lifted his leg, raising it ninety degrees: Legs too.
