The Romance of a Sma

"Returning to master, I helped you bathe." The young maidservant Meilan blushed, her small face flushed. It was unclear if it was from the heat of working or something else entirely.,"I dare not." The little maid began to prepare to cry again, but this time Li Wanguo didn't take the bait. He directly pushed her out of the bathhouse and shut the wooden door.,Li Wanguyou helplessly cupped a spoonful of thick soapberry broth in his hand, smearing it upwards as he muttered curses under his breath.。