I Became the Male Lead’s Adopted Daughter

"Alright, close your eyes."

Steam curled through the bathroom air.

Leonia was fully submerged in the enormous bathtub—large enough for three adults to lie in comfortably—her wet hair slicked down as warm water was poured over her head.

She covered her eyes with both hands.

"I’m going to wash your hair now. Keep your eyes shut tight so the soap doesn’t get in."

Connie, with her sleeves rolled up to her elbows, began gently lathering Leonia’s hair.

The soft, foamy bubbles tickled her scalp, and Leonia giggled.

"Connie! I brought a towel for the young lady!"

A voice called from outside just as it was time to rinse.

"That’s Mia’s voice!"

"Yes, young lady. It’s me."

"Oh, young lady! You shouldn’t move yet!"