The woman approached Li Chunjun, a fragrant breeze trailing her. She said earnestly, "Chunhua has no way to repay you, save to offer herself."
"That will not be necessary," Li Chunjun stammered, flustered.
Yang Chunhua eased her grip on the edge of her bath towel. It fluttered to the ground, leaving her fair, delicate body exposed to Li Chunjun.
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