The sound of running water echoed through the bathroom.
Ye Chen sat down on a small square stool.
Standing behind Ye Chen, Su Ningwei wet his hair, squeezed out some shampoo, worked it into a lather, then gently kneaded and massaged it into his hair.
"Boss, is this pressure okay? Do you want it lighter or firmer?" Su Ningwei asked softly.
"This pressure is perfect." Ye Chen felt his scalp being gently massaged, and it was exceptionally relaxing.
After washing Ye Chen's hair, Su Ningwei continued by washing his neck, massaging his shoulders, arms, lower abdomen, XX, thighs, calves...
The smooth, delicate sensation was simply indescribably wonderful.
Ye Chen pulled Su Ningwei into his arms and started the battle right there.
For a moment, the scene was endlessly sensual.
Another thoroughly satisfying battle of land and water...
A day later.
Yesterday afternoon, Ye Chen received a call from Ke An, who arranged for him and Su Ningwei to record a full set of motion-capture footage for the sword-dancing movements in the traditional Chinese-style game Heroes of the Martial World today.
That was why Ye Chen and Su Ningwei had both gotten up quite early today.
After feeding and settling the three babies, Ke An had already arranged for the company's luxury van to pick them up, along with six bodyguards. The entourage was quite impressive.
Since they also needed facial and expression capture in addition to motion capture, Ye Chen and Su Ningwei went out bare-faced, yet they were still stunningly good-looking.
Ye Chen and Su Ningwei changed into matching couple outfits, got into the luxury van, and headed together to the Heroes of the Martial World company.
In the car, the phone in Ye Chen's pocket rang.
It was He Ping.
There was probably good news from Yanjing.