A light touch would make her melt.
Even from a slight distance, he could smell the faint fragrance on Song Qiuyu that set his entire body ablaze, nearly driving him insane.
“Clap, clap, clap.”
Jiang Xiao slapped his face hard, trying to wake himself up.
Afterward, he felt a little scared.
Would Xie Zhuran and Lin An misunderstand what he was doing with Song Qiuyu in the bathroom? Although, to be fair, the situation itself was pretty strange.
At least his own reaction was strange…
Jiang Xiao glanced at the particularly uncomfortable spot on his body, his expression complicated…
He calmed down slightly and tossed the dirty clothes into the laundry basket.
However, while undressing, the pristine body—like an untouched blank canvas—got a bit stained accidentally.
Plus, from the earlier cake fight, all of them had cream smeared all over their bodies. Although they had cleaned up somewhat in the restroom, it was obvious Song Qiuyu hadn’t washed completely.
Some cream had leaked inside her clothes, near that small, brightest, most enticing spot on her upper body.
“You might need to take a shower. Want me to help you?”
Jiang Xiao pinched his fingers together, waiting for her response.
“Shower… I’ll shower right now. After that… hee hee, it’s time to sleep~”
Song Qiuyu smiled naively as she said this.
Jiang Xiao was stunned for a moment.
Honestly, that wasn’t the answer he wanted to hear now—but it was also the answer he most wanted to hear.
“All right…”
Jiang Xiao lowered his eyes and tentatively reached toward her waistband.
He hadn’t pulled down much yet, just grabbed the edge of her pants and was about to see that place which would definitely improve his performance review when Song Qiuyu suddenly, without warning, grabbed his pants with her soft hands.
“No, no… I don’t want to… take them off…”
She rejected him while spreading her palms out, placing them on his firm lower abdomen, pushing him softly and weakly.
“Uh…”
Feeling those small hands, Jiang Xiao froze suddenly.
For a moment, his thoughts became chaotic again.
He suddenly felt like he wasn’t the good roommate helping a friend take a shower, but rather like a boyfriend taking advantage of a drunk girlfriend—an impatient one at that.
This identity issue was huge…
Moreover, being pushed back by her hands without actually being pushed away gave him a teasing sensation.
His heart itched uncontrollably.
He wanted nothing more than to pull down Song Qiuyu’s pants immediately and then…
Suppressing this inappropriate agitation, Jiang Xiao glared fiercely at the little Jiang Xiao inside him who was going in the opposite direction.
How could he want to explore his roommate’s body so deeply when the roommate trusted him so much…?
“Okay, okay, I won’t take them off.”
He removed her small hands from his body, half coaxing her to relax again.
But not taking off her pants caused a bit of trouble.
It meant that when he helped Song Qiuyu shower, her pants would get wet.
“Wait here a moment. I’ll go get your towel.”
Jiang Xiao thought seriously for a moment and turned around. But remembering that Song Qiuyu was naked from the waist up, he only dared to open the bathroom door just enough to get out, making sure no one was on the balcony before continuing to open the door.
Even though Song Qiuyu was a guy, Jiang Xiao didn’t want others to see his body.
That feeling was just too strange…
After getting the towel, he immediately went back into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind him.
The water was turned on, steam swirling as the warm temperature quickly soaked their close bodies.
Splash, splash, splash…
Jiang Xiao pressed the shower gel onto the wet towel, then rubbed it with his palm, creating a thick layer of white foam.
This was his first time helping someone shower; he wasn’t sure if he was doing it right.
Luckily, although Song Qiuyu was drunk, she was mostly obedient and didn’t move around.
Like a beautiful doll, letting him play with her…
Just thinking of the word “play” made his hands tremble, barely able to suppress certain impulses.
Fortunately, the washing wasn’t as difficult as he had feared.
As he washed, he noticed Song Qiuyu’s skin was truly exceptional—smooth and delicate like untouched silk, covered only with a faint soft fuzz all over.
Refocusing on Song Qiuyu herself made his pressure grow immense.
The foam-covered towel gently wiped away dirt, but when it came to removing the cream, he almost suffocated.
Memories flooded his mind—uncertain if real or imagined, but memories he hoped didn’t exist.
He recalled that during the National Day Holiday, he had already gotten close enough to bother that small spot, just like he did with that mole.
Messy… so messy.
Jiang Xiao steadied himself and carefully washed away the cream through the towel, as if cleaning a fragile antique porcelain.
“Mm…”
Song Qiuyu’s lips moved slightly, this feeling of being served and washed was long forgotten but genuinely pleasant.
Her head was fuzzy and foggy, and she recalled a time long ago when she was still in kindergarten and her mother hadn’t gone to work far away yet—when she was still bathed by her mother.
That warm, happy feeling nourished her whole heart, and she relaxed completely.
An unprecedented, comfortable smile blossomed on her delicate face.
This sudden sigh made Jiang Xiao’s large hand holding the towel tense slightly, his heart stirred and strangely addicted.
He seemed to really like the sound of Song Qiuyu’s voice right now.
Especially this special… tantalizing tone.
Jiang Xiao’s heart raced again, and he subconsciously rubbed the towel, causing it to wrinkle slightly and shift color faintly to the left.
“Mm…”
Song Qiuyu’s delicate face quickly changed expression, showing intense comfort but then swiftly returning to the previous state, as if she had only been lightly bitten by an ant.
Jiang Xiao no longer dared look at Song Qiuyu’s face.
But that fleeting, gentle hum nearly broke his heart.
He truly couldn’t take it anymore, looking guilty as if he had committed a heinous crime, he withdrew the towel and let the water wash away the foam.
With the shower done, Jiang Xiao wrung out the towel, gritted his teeth, and fought through the discomfort in certain parts of his body before bringing the towel up to wipe away the remaining water droplets.
Song Qiuyu was completely unaware and clearly enjoying the pampering.
Seeing this, Jiang Xiao’s eyes darkened with complexity as he glanced at her twice, then hung the towel in the bathroom and turned away cautiously.
At the same time, he reminded her, “Wait for me a moment. I’ll go get your clothes.”
“Okay~”
Song Qiuyu smiled foolishly, her voice even clearer and more vibrant.
After closing the bathroom door, Jiang Xiao covered his face with one big hand and took several deep breaths of the cold air outside.
He was coming back to life.
But soon, he had to go back in and face the test again.
Turning around, he entered the room to find that Xie Zhuran and Lin An had already climbed onto their bunks and were fast asleep.
How nice it was to just fall asleep as soon as you hit the bed.
Jiang Xiao sighed wearily and glanced at the suitcase Song Qiuyu had left on the floor.
He thought for a moment and decisively chose to climb upstairs to the wardrobe instead.
He feared if he delayed, the drunken girl in the bathroom would just sit down on the wet floor and fall asleep.
He lifted the bed curtain at Song Qiuyu’s bunk.
Though reluctant to climb onto a roommate’s bed—because who was used to climbing onto their roommate’s bed?—he took a deep breath and climbed up irritably.
A lingering scent from the bed filled his nose.
Having gone through more terrifying things, how could a little scent scare him?
He walked straight ahead, saw the neatly folded pajamas nearby, and took them.
Then he opened the wardrobe and grabbed a pair of her underwear.
His mind was completely clear as he quickly returned to the bathroom, handing the clothes to the nearly slumped-over drunk girl.
With a thud, he released his grip, but the clothes weren’t caught!
The clean clothes fell onto the waterlogged tile floor, getting soaked.
Silence lasted for a moment.
Jiang Xiao saw Song Qiuyu’s lazy expression, as if completely unaware of what had happened, and his mouth twitched slightly.
He really couldn’t do anything with her.
He went out again.
This time Jiang Xiao didn’t climb onto Song Qiuyu’s bed.
Most of her clothes were washed but hadn’t dried yet; that was the last set.
So, he had no choice but to take off his own dry white T-shirt.
Back in the bathroom, he held the shirt open from below, lifting it over her head, and said softly, “Let me help you put this on.”
“Oh.”
Song Qiuyu nodded lazily.
The white T-shirt’s overly large neckline sagged heavily, revealing most of her upper body, steamed pink and soft from the hot water.
As for the T-shirt, it seemed far too big on Song Qiuyu.
Worn like this, the hem almost reached her knees, perfectly drifting around her thighs.
Jiang Xiao fell silent.
The drunk girl unknowingly lowered her head, pouting a little.
The cleanliness and comfort of her upper body only intensified the discomfort in her lower half.
The wetness and stickiness of the soaked pants made her very uneasy.
“Want to put on your pants yourself?”
“Mm, I—I’ll do it myself… I’ll go out…”
Hearing her groggy voice, Jiang Xiao immediately understood and didn’t need another word.
He left the bathroom conscientiously and closed the door.
He stood outside the door, as if giving her some fresh air, occasionally glancing toward Xie Zhuran and Lin An, grateful they had fallen asleep early, while also using the time to sort through his own complicated thoughts.
After a while, the bathroom door opened, and two long, slender legs with fair, rosy skin stretched out from beneath the white T-shirt’s hem…
Glancing at the laundry basket and noticing two extra items, Jiang Xiao suddenly realized something—he had only brought the top clothes.
She… wasn’t wearing any underwear?!
Instantly, he fell silent again and fought hard to resist the overwhelming urge to lift the shirt and see for himself.
Watching her walk out, his lips twitched, but in the end, he said nothing.
Just as she had always helped him, he now helped her with her washing.
After she finished brushing her teeth, he escorted her up the stairs and climbed onto her bunk bed with her once again.
Luckily, the stairs weren’t vertical but sloped at a forty-five-degree angle.
Plus, Song Qiuyu was petite and delicate, so it wasn’t much effort to help her up.
The difficult task was nearly done, but at the critical moment, the drunk girl—whose only thought was to sleep—collapsed downward, and the two of them fell onto the bed face to face with a thud.
They were very close—just inches apart.
Song Qiuyu’s hot breath brushed over Jiang Xiao’s mouth and nose.
His pupils dilated, his heart lost control, and he was completely suffocated.