"Bathing" essentially meant filling the tub with water, putting a swim ring on Juxu, and letting her splash around on her own. Juxu was like a slippery little fish, paddling back and forth in the water and giggling away. I sat on a low stool, towel in hand, watching to make sure she didn't drown.
Juyan walked in carrying a change of clothes and shut the door behind him. My heart skipped a beat at the sound of the latch. But Juyan didn't try anything; he just sat very properly on the edge of the tub, watching the baby swim.
The opportunity was rare, and the atmosphere seemed decent enough, so I poked his knee.
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