Yu Zhiwan took a shower first and then let Xie Jingmo use the bathroom.
She sat on the edge of the bed and casually picked up a book from the table beside her.
Her eyes were on the pages, but she couldn’t absorb a single word.
She glanced toward the bathroom and listened to the sound of running water inside.
She couldn’t help frowning.
When I was showering earlier, could Xie Jingmo hear the water this clearly too?
Not long after, the water stopped.
The man walked out of the bathroom, holding a white towel in his well-defined hand as he casually dried his hair.
Yu Zhiwan looked up.
Her eyelid twitched.
His pajamas…
They were a matching set with hers.
Xie Jingmo had said earlier that Butler Fu had prepared them himself—a matching men’s and women’s set in different sizes.
This was the first time Yu Zhiwan had ever worn matching clothes with someone.
She stared at him curiously for a few seconds before suddenly realizing something.
Wasn’t his dark-gray silk pajama shirt a little too flattering?
The pajamas were loose, but as he moved his arms while drying his hair, the silk naturally clung to his body, outlining the firm contours of his abs.
Because he had raised his arms, the fabric around his waist had ridden up slightly, revealing a stretch of his lean, powerful waist.
He looked incredibly fit.
Almost…
Too alluring.
Like he was deliberately tempting someone.
Yu Zhiwan’s eyelashes fluttered nervously.
She quickly looked away and lowered her head to continue reading.
As a fashion design student, she naturally understood the structure of the human body.
She couldn’t help thinking back.
His abs and waistline are way too perfect.
I wonder what they’d feel like…
Xie Jingmo glanced at her while drying his hair.
When he saw her lower her head and stop looking at him, he calmly put down the towel.
He stopped drying his hair.
Once his hair was mostly dry, he turned around and went back into the bathroom.
Yu Zhiwan absentmindedly read for a while before suddenly remembering something.
She had showered first earlier, and because she didn’t want to delay Xie Jingmo, she had put her clothes in the laundry basket instead of washing them.
She got up and walked into the bathroom.
Xie Jingmo was standing in front of the sink, tall and long-legged.
The faucet was running, and he was washing clothes.
A piece of lace fabric moved between his well-defined fingers.
When Yu Zhiwan realized what he was washing, her ears instantly burned.
“What are you doing?!”
Why was he washing her underwear?!
Perhaps her reaction had been too strong.
The man stopped and turned to look at her, an unusual trace of confusion appearing in his eyes, almost as though his wife had just scolded him.
“What’s wrong?”
Yu Zhiwan was too stunned to speak properly.
“What are you doing?”
He answered with complete calm.
“Washing clothes.”
Yu Zhiwan: “…”
She took a deep breath.
“Why… why are you washing my clothes?”
Xie Jingmo lowered his eyes to the small piece of white fabric in his hand and finally understood why she had reacted so strongly.
Seeing the shy blush spreading across the girl’s ears, he subtly raised an eyebrow and answered unhurriedly.
“My parents used to do things this way.”
“My father always washed my mother’s clothes.”
Yu Zhiwan blinked.
His parents must have had a very loving relationship.
No.
That wasn’t the point right now.
Yu Zhiwan hurried over.
Her fair cheeks were flushed pink, and her watery eyes were clouded with embarrassment.
“We don’t have to do this! You don’t need to wash my clothes. I can do it myself!”
She immediately snatched her underwear back from his hand.
Even though they were legally married, they weren’t a normal couple who had dated and fallen in love first.
Having him hand-wash her underwear…
It was just too embarrassing.
Xie Jingmo was pushed aside.
His flirtatious eyes narrowed slightly, his tongue pressing against the inside of his cheek as he looked at her with a deep gaze.
Yu Zhiwan didn’t have time to pay attention to him.
She had just noticed that he had already washed and hung up her bra, while her underwear was only halfway done.
Her ears burned again.
She quickly finished washing the rest herself.
When she turned around after finishing, she saw that Xie Jingmo was still standing there.
His tall figure leaned against the wall, his eyelashes lowered as he calmly watched her.
There was still some white soap foam on his long, pale fingers from washing the clothes.
Yu Zhiwan inevitably remembered how he had just been washing her underwear.
Her pupils trembled.
She grabbed both of his hands and placed them under the running water.
“What are you waiting for? Rinse your hands!”
Holding his hands, Yu Zhiwan carefully washed every part of them—from between his fingers to the backs of his hands.
She scrubbed away all the remaining foam as if she were trying to erase all evidence of what had just happened.
Xie Jingmo froze.
He could feel the girl’s soft hands moving between his fingers, almost as though their fingers were intertwined.
The corners of his lips slowly curved upward.
He obediently stood there and let her wash his hands, his voice carrying a faint, amused smile.
“Thank you, Madam, for washing my hands.”
“You even washed them so thoroughly.”
He looked at the girl’s delicate, fair profile, his gaze settling on her flushed earlobes.
“Don’t worry, Madam. When I washed your underwear just now, I was very thorough. I made sure every part was properly cleaned.”
Yu Zhiwan nearly stumbled.
She had finally been about to forget about it!
Her cheeks burned.
She took a deep breath and looked up at him.
“Xie Jingmo, it’s not that I think you didn’t wash them properly. It’s just that…”
“This is too embarrassing.”
“It’s really awkward.”
The man was silent for two seconds before lazily responding,
“Oh. I see.”
Yu Zhiwan: “?”
He understands?
What exactly does he understand?
Even after they went to bed, Yu Zhiwan couldn’t stop thinking about it.
He won’t start washing my underwear again in the future, right?
Beside her came the rustling sound of Xie Jingmo pulling back the covers and lying down.
Yu Zhiwan’s body instantly tensed.
The clean, woody scent from the man beside her slowly drifted over.
It was pleasant and fresh, yet somehow seemed to surround her completely.
Yu Zhiwan closed her eyes.
Even with them shut, she could feel his deep, heated gaze resting on her.
Her fingers unconsciously curled.
However, the man simply said,
“Good night.”
Then he turned off the bedside lamp on his side.
There were no inappropriate advances.
Yu Zhiwan’s tense body slowly relaxed.
This was her first time sleeping in the same bed as an adult man.
She had thought she wouldn’t be able to adjust or fall asleep.
Perhaps too many things had happened that day.
Perhaps having him beside her made her feel safe.
Whatever the reason, after lying there in a daze for only a short while, she gradually fell asleep.
In the darkness, the man opened his eyes.
He turned his head toward the girl beside him, whose breathing was soft and steady.
He let out an almost inaudible sigh before gently pulling her into his arms.
He lightly rubbed his forehead against the curve of her neck.
But the next second, he lowered his eyes and glanced at himself.
His brows immediately knitted in frustration.
He loosened his hold on her slightly.
Then he shifted his lower body farther away from her.
…
Yu Zhiwan slept soundly through the night.
When she woke up, she discovered that Xie Jingmo was no longer beside her.
He got up this early?
She yawned and got out of bed to wash up.
She happened to run into Xie Jingmo coming out of the bathroom.
His hair was slightly damp, as though he had just taken a shower.
“Good morning, Madam.”
The man smiled.
His deep, magnetic voice was slightly huskier than usual, making it sound even more seductive.
Yu Zhiwan was still half-asleep and replied groggily,
“Morning.”
But the moment she stepped into the bathroom, her mind instantly became clear.
This cold, damp air…
He actually took a cold shower first thing in the morning?
Didn’t he feel cold? He really does have a strong constitution.
While thinking about it, Yu Zhiwan walked over to the sink.
She saw the matching couple’s toiletries and the corner of her eye twitched slightly.
She picked up her cup and began brushing her teeth.
Throughout the entire process, Xie Jingmo simply leaned lazily against the doorframe with his arms crossed, watching her.
After Yu Zhiwan finished washing up, he walked over and took her hand.
Yu Zhiwan froze.
The next moment, she felt a cool metallic sensation around her ring finger.