In the bathroom, warm yellow light softly shines down, casting a warm veil over the entire space.

The small bathtub was filled to the brim with water, and one or two plastic ducks floated on the surface, swaying gently with the ripples.

Wenmo was wearing dark blue swim trunks, her hair was wet, and a few strands clung to her forehead, making her look exceptionally refreshed.

He stood by the bathtub, his hands gripping the rim, looking at Xia Lian who was still hesitating, a slightly mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"Alright, come down now, the water feels so good."

Xia Lian stood there wearing her newly bought pure white one-piece swimsuit, her expression still blank and innocent, her face devoid of any extra emotion, but her eyes revealed a hint of nervousness and curiosity.

Her fingers unconsciously gripped the hem of her swimsuit, and she lowered her head, murmuring softly, "It feels... so strange..."

“Oh, it’s nothing strange.” Wen Mo reached out and shook her hand. “It’s just the two of us, no one will know. Come on down, or I’ll have to pull you down.”

Xia Lian hesitated for a moment, then slowly stretched out her foot and tentatively stepped into the water.

The water temperature was just right, warm and cozy, which immediately relaxed her tense body.

She slowly walked into the bathtub and sat in one corner, her hands gripping the edge tightly as if afraid she would sink.

Seeing her cautious demeanor, Wen Mo couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Didn't you lie in the bathtub last time? You shouldn't be this rusty."

"The bathtub is very comfortable."

"It's really comfortable." He shifted into a more relaxed position, lying in the middle of the tub with his head resting on the other side. "Maybe we could buy a bathtub for our home."

But that's just talk. There's really no need for a bathtub. You have to fill it with water every time you use it, which is a hassle.

"Alright, you can get down now, otherwise your bath will turn into a foot bath."

"oh."

Xia Lian nodded, grabbed the edge of the bathtub with her small hands, and slowly lowered her bottom until she sat down completely. The warm water soaked her whole body, reaching just up to her shoulders.

She felt as if she was about to float up, and she squinted her eyes comfortably, hugging her legs and leaning back against Wen Mo's chest.

"So warm..."

“Right? A bathtub feels much more comfortable than a swimming pool.” Wenmer nodded in agreement, tilting his head back.

The bathroom was quiet, almost unbelievably quiet, as if the two people inside were completely absorbed in taking a bath.

But...

Looking at the girl's fair back, the tight-fitting one-piece swimsuit outlined her figure almost perfectly.

Wen Mo took a deep breath, trying to pretend he hadn't seen anything, closing his eyes and remaining silent, his heart pounding wildly in his chest.

"Um... Lianlian."

"Hmm?" Xia Lian's face was half submerged in the water, making gurgling sounds, and many small bubbles rose to the surface.

She thought it was a lot of fun.

Wen Mo chuckled awkwardly, instinctively taking a step back, only to find there was nowhere left to retreat. He could only look away embarrassedly. "Isn't it a bit too close... what do you think?"

"Hmm...?" Xia Lian tilted her head, not quite understanding.

"You mean, if you're facing away from me, it's a bit too close, something like that," Wen Mo cautiously offered his suggestion.

After saying that, Xia Lian thought for a moment, her mouth slightly open, as if she understood what she meant.

Then, she stood up, water droplets cascading down her thighs, and in front of Wen Mo, she changed her position, from facing away to facing him, and calmly sat back down in the water.

"...You probably didn't understand, that's not what I meant."

Wen Mo gestured with his hands, but Xia Lian remained unmoved, sitting obediently in front of him in a daze, gently poking Wen Mo's chest with her finger.

It's a little itchy.

A nagging feeling lingered in my heart; I wanted to do something.

The warm light in the bathroom cast a soft glow, and the moisture had not completely dissipated, leaving the air filled with a damp warmth.

Wen Mo turned his face away, but immediately looked back, meeting Xia Lian's gaze even though he felt embarrassed.

She simply stood there, her body outlined in a hazy circle by the warm yellow light, her wet hair clinging to her cheeks, her lips slightly parted, carrying a hint of innocent naiveté.

"It's nothing... What I wanted to say is that you look really good."

In an instant, Wen Mo's heart raced, and feelings began to spread within him.

Without even understanding what was happening, his body acted first, taking a step forward and opening his arms to gently embrace Xia Lian.

"Wenmo...?"

Xia Lian was taken aback by the sudden hug. Her body stiffened at first, and her hands instinctively fell to her sides.

Although her face remained expressionless, she simply widened her eyes slightly and stared blankly at him.

Wen Mo's heartbeat was clearly audible in his ear. The swimsuit was very thin and the material was very slippery. He could feel Xia Lian's body temperature and her soft breathing.

Wen Mo tightened his arms slightly, as if trying to merge her into his own body, and forced a smile, "What, do you find it strange?"

Xia Lian blinked, and after a while, she raised her hand and gently patted Wen Mo's back, as if responding to his hug.

“It’s not surprising, it’s just… Wen Mo rarely hugs me.”

Her movements were light and somewhat clumsy, yet they inexplicably warmed people's hearts.

Hearing this, Wenmo was a little stunned.

It seems that's indeed the case; I rarely take the initiative to hug Lianbao.

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