Song Qiuyu almost couldn’t hold it in.
He said her actions just now were like a Pet Cat, and yet he didn’t even react? On the contrary, he turned it around and said such shameless words?
Even if he helped raise a hundred cats, she would never agree!
“Ahem. We should hurry up and take a shower. After all, water bills cost money, it’s not suitable to chat while showering.”
She didn’t intend to make things too harsh, just changed the topic.
Saying that, she picked up the towel and walked under the water, wetting it, then waved to the person standing a bit farther away.
“Come a little closer.”
“Mm.”
Jiang Xiao really only moved a little closer.
The earlier awkward and ambiguous atmosphere had already been briefly scattered by the topic of the white cat, allowing Song Qiuyu to finally take a breath.
She turned to pick up the Shower Gel, only, the one she habitually picked up was her own.
Seeing this, Jiang Xiao’s lips moved slightly.
He wanted to remind her, but she was quick to squeeze out the Shower Gel, working up a rich white lather, and began to rub it on him.
So, Jiang Xiao closed his mouth, just quietly lowering his eyes to look at the top of her small head, her lashes and hair tipped with sparkling water droplets.
And on her fair forehead, there was a faint reddish mark left—a clear trace only a girl would have.
He wondered if Song Qiuyu herself realized just how delicate her skin was. Just a little touch left such a mark.
If they’d already gotten back together as lovers now, and in this bathroom, did things only lovers would do, the marks left behind…
Would also take a long time to fade. That would surely make Song Qiuyu embarrassed for a very, very long time.
Thinking of this, he quickly cut off the thought, trying his best
to control Little Jiang Xiao, but it was all in vain.
Two words stood out.
Rebellious.
Song Qiuyu had just regained her composure, but in less than three seconds, her intention to scold Jiang Xiao was smashed to pieces.
No help for it. A fierce-looking Little Jiang Xiao was rolling and acting spoiled on her tummy, so she had to lower her head.
If she didn’t, that little fellow might do more than just roll around on her belly—it might bonk her on the head.
So pitiful!
This little thing really is just like its owner—clingy to the extreme.
“Careful, the water’s splashing far, don’t get it all wet.” Seeing Jiang Xiao’s right arm nearly getting splashed, Song Qiuyu broke off her wandering thoughts and quickly reminded him.
The more she tried to keep her mind clear, the more clearly she noticed the lines of muscle on the other person’s body.
Gradually, she felt as if she was engraving the shape of Jiang Xiao’s body into her mind.
Certain parts of her body began to heat up, and she suppressed her restlessness, lowering her face in shame, not daring to look up at him again.
This was something she had to do, a promise between men—she couldn’t back down!
But as soon as she lowered her gaze, her eyes landed on something even more troublesome.
It seemed like she hadn’t done much, just helped him shower a bit, but Jiang Xiao… what was up with him, why was he so sensitive?
Jiang Xiao, you’ve got a serious problem! What strange nonsense are you imagining now?
Jiang Xiao wanted to speak but hesitated.
Did she really have to keep staring?
Song Qiuyu didn’t dare look anymore, feeling that another glance would spell trouble.
The faint milky scent of the Shower Gel spread in the warm, steamy air.
As they washed, Song Qiuyu’s jacket was soaked through, outlining her youthful figure ever deeper.
Her exposed skin was also steamed pinker by the heat.
The fresh, faint fragrance of a young girl on her skin mingled with the milky scent, lingering at Jiang Xiao’s nose, making it hard for his heart not to waver.
This truly was torture.
Song Qiuyu’s dainty nose suddenly twitched gently
like a small animal that had caught a scent.
She turned to glance at the rack holding the Shower Gel and Shampoo, eyes widening.
“Jiang Xiao, I think I grabbed the wrong Shower Gel—why didn’t you remind me?”
Song Qiuyu finally realized, belatedly.
“I wanted to say something, but you were too quick.” Although honestly, he could have still reminded her.
Jiang Xiao gazed at her, not blinking.
“You should’ve told me anyway. Next time, let me know!” [Song Qiuyu looked back and bumped right into Jiang Xiao’s gaze.
She froze, then lowered her eyes, quickly moving them away when she saw what she shouldn’t.
She didn’t know where to look, but her small hand was already holding the towel, sliding from his abs down to his thigh.
Jiang Xiao’s body tensed slightly.
Immediately, cold sweat rolled down Song Qiuyu’s flushed cheeks as she retreated half a step, but then braced herself and continued.
She became absent-minded, thinking that using the wrong Shower Gel meant Jiang Xiao would smell her scent all night as he slept. Suddenly, she worried about his sleep.
If it were her, she’d definitely end up fighting three hundred rounds with him in her dreams.
So the New Soul Banner Jiang Xiao was about to switch to
would have to accept thousands upon thousands of Corpse againム……
All because he’d dreamed of her again.
“Speaking of which, I suddenly have a worry.” Jiang Xiao spoke up.
“Mm?”
Song Qiuyu was startled.
“You’re soaked like this. Why not just take it off and wash together, or you might catch a cold.”
Jiang Xiao tested the waters, saying.
“…..”
Only then did Song Qiuyu lower her eyes to herself, quietly relieved that she had the foresight to wear something that, even soaked, wasn’t see-through!
She shook her head quickly, saying, “No need, once I finish washing you, I’ll go get my clothes and wash them.”
“But I thought you’d say something else…”
She held her breath, gripping the towel like a sculptor, carefully scrubbing as if afraid to break the petals.
Jiang Xiao clenched his hands.
Except for himself, in his memory, basically no one had ever touched these places, yet now the one he liked most was handling them so carefully.
Given the current situation, this really was torture of the highest order.
Maybe he was losing it, but he even felt a bit envious.
Song Qiuyu was really going all out. The pressure she was under must be far more than his own.
He suddenly felt she was a little too honest.
Song Qiuyu squinted her eyes, not daring to breathe. [
It was so stuffy, maybe open a window for some air?
After a long moment, Jiang Xiao’s voice grew even hoarser as he answered her earlier words, “Just a disobedient fellow, ignore it.”
“Huh?”
Song Qiuyu froze. If Little Jiang Xiao was disliked, could it be transferred to her? She actually wanted that a little…
Wait, no, that would make the human body structure really weird.
She grew angry. “Be nicer to it! Don’t wait until you lose it to cherish it!”
Jiang Xiao fell silent at that.
He seemed to have said the wrong thing and accidentally poked her sore spot.
People always obsess over what they’ve lost. Song Qiuyu was probably like that too. He needed to make a note—not to bring it up again.
But if they got back together, in a sense, wouldn’t that mean Song Qiuyu had it again?
He pondered.
With his arm in a cast,
Song Qiuyu also fell silent. Now that Jiang Xiao’s usual hand was
out of commission, there was only one solution left—she would have to step in for his right hand and do the thing all boys understand!
She pursed her lips in conflict, but after a while, her gaze became determined. Just as she resolved to go all out, Jiang Xiao swept his wet hair back and spoke first:
“I’ve got a way.”
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