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Rylee muttered in an exasperated whisper, "What a strange man. Why do you have to take a shower during work hours?"

"What did you say?"

"Huh? I didn't say anything."

Rylee looked up at Timothy and waved her hand in denial. Once she saw his muscles, she blushed again.

"So, when you do something wrong, you have to make it right."

"Yes, you are right." Rylee thought it through. She would admit what Timothy said, make a good gesture of admitting her mistake, and never make him angry enough to have her dragged out and dismembered.

"Come here!"

"Yes... what?" Rylee had just moved half a step when she paused in shock and looked at Timothy.

Go over there? Why was he asking her to go over?

"Don't you want to make it up to me?" Timothy pretended to be angry and frowned.

Immediately, Rylee quivered at the look on his face and rubbed her hands together as she said quickly, "No, of course, I want to make it up to you."

But... what was he asking her to go over there for?

"Come here and rub my back for me."

Timothy said lightly, giving Rylee a stern look.

"Huh? Rub your back?" Rylee was stunned. "You wash yourself every day. How can your back be dirty?"

Timothy narrowed his beautiful eyes, and looked fierce, "Don't you want to make it up to me?"

He asked coldly and scared Rylee straight into a shiver. Without another word, she took a few steps over to the tub, her eyelids fluttering as she said gallantly, "How should I do it!"

Arrrgh! She was about to break down!

Mr. Wheeler's body was vaguely visible beneath the water and the bubbles!

Damn it!

He might as well just show it all clearly, and it kept her guessing what was underneath the bubble.

Timothy looked seductive as he raised his eyes and the corners of his eyes rose gently, "Rub it with your hands. What? You don't want to?"

"I want to! Oh, not really, but gladly. I'd be more than happy to serve you."

Rylee smiled, but the smile was uglier than crying.

She bowed her head and was about to cry.

Was she going to touch Mr. Wheeler's skin with her hands?

What was she afraid of? It was touching his skin, not hers, and she wasn't at a disadvantage anyway.

The thought that this was something that would take great advantage of Timothy immediately made her gloat again.

"Just rubbing it with my hands? Don't you have a towel or something? I can't get rid of the dirty with my hands." Rylee tried to sound professional.

"Do you think I'm like a homeless person with dirty mud all over me?"

Rylee stuck her tongue out.

"So... where should I start rubbing?"

looking like he was waiting to enjoy himself, and

"Oh."

on the floor, rolled up her sleeves, and

rubs it

skin was so fair and

textured and

and it took her a long time to realize that it wasn't dirty at all. He was clean

is clean with no dirt. I don't feel the need

on her

a wet finger, then complained dotingly, "You're trying to slack off, aren't

really! You're really

little pink face was

water, it soaked the cloth on her breasts, but

glance

Good!

front was

her bra

to her breasts, and

a deep, hard breath and moved

in his body

a bubble suddenly came out high above the

very impatient,

"Okay."

stole a glance at Timothy and found him looking surprisingly upset. It seemed she had upset him by not

a deep breath and pouted, then probed her hands onto Timothy's

narrowed his eyes and glanced faintly at the little girl close

was red

skin with her

she was tickling his heart

off, "Down

scrubber to think much about it. Since

when she touched his

to get his abs so toned that she kept thinking

"Down ...."

tensed his lower abdomen

Rylee and gradually narrowed

her arms while her breasts just

felt his body was on

getting her job done as

abdomen, Rylee

the bubble and she could only reach

hard object, which was so thick that she couldn't even clutch it in

body suddenly tensed and he drew a

"Oh, it's ..."

Timothy's face with her big, pure eyes. She was dumbfounded for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going on, squealed, and hurriedly let

Oh, God!

was so...

it was shocking enough, but now, touching it with her own hands, she realized

of the bubble, but Timothy

face was so close to

curled up in a wry smile, while his eyes were so deep and captivating that

no ... I

He exhaled hot air at Rylee's lips a few millimeters apart, "Aren't you satisfied with seeing it once and wanting to touch

asked me to give you a back rub. I'm rubbing your

told you to rub it, but I didn't tell you to hold

Rylee was just speechless.

tantamount to abducting her into a