But now that she's opened up and out having fun, she naturally wants to dress up a bit since she's in a good mood.

She doesn't have a striking appearance, nor is she the kind of alluring, fairy-like beauty, but she has her own unique style.

Simple, clean, and gentle yet with a touch of heroism, and also exuding a scholarly air.

As soon as she came out of the restroom, a hint of amazement flashed in the man's eyes.

Are you hungry?

He sat on the sofa watching her; the blue hem of her skirt swayed with her movements, like a fluttering butterfly, graceful and beautiful.

Song Mai nodded honestly.

"A little."

He smiled and said, "Let's go eat."

The driver was already waiting downstairs. Song Mai had done her research before coming, but when it came to choosing a place to eat, she listened to the driver's advice and chose a mushroom feast with local characteristics.

The price wasn't particularly high, but the place looked very clean, and the overall style of the restaurant was very much in line with the local character.

Song Mai ate happily, constantly sharing with the man some strange and interesting things she had seen.

Chu Xing was very considerate, always thoughtfully adding food and pouring water for her. He did all of this so naturally, making him seem like a perfect man.

He was already handsome, and his thoughtfulness and attentiveness instantly attracted the attention of many girls, with many young women casting envious glances at Song Mai.

This made Song Mai think of a saying: a man feels proud when his girlfriend is beautiful, but isn't it the same for women?

On the first day, because they had been traveling around and Chu Xing hadn't slept well the night before, both of them were a bit tired, so they didn't stay out too late and went back to the hotel after dinner.

But the moment she stepped into the room, Song Mai began to struggle again.

She sat uneasily on the bed, glancing at Chu Xing every now and then.

As the man packed his luggage, he said, "I'll sleep on the sofa tonight."

His initiative made Song Mai feel more at ease, but she also felt a little guilty.

"Then I'll sleep on the sofa tomorrow. We'll take turns. I can't let you stay on the sofa all the time while you're traveling."

The man didn't seem to mind at all: "It's alright, it's what I should do."

"Would you like to take a shower first?"

Song Mai was stunned.

"good."

She took her bathrobe and awkwardly walked into the bathroom.

Although the two had lived together before, they had never been this close before.

After taking a shower, she hesitated for a long time in her bathrobe before coming out of the bathroom. Chu Xing looked up at her, his gaze unconsciously moving from the woman's fair cheeks to her neck, then to her exposed collarbone, and finally to her long, slender legs.

The man's eyes darkened, and his gaze became more intense, making Song Mai feel somewhat uncomfortable.

She walked to the side and started blow-drying her hair in front of the mirror, but before she could finish, a large hand grabbed hers.

"I'll do it."

His voice was soft, but it was particularly moving in the endless night.

His palms were warm, but Song Mai felt they were terribly hot.

She quickly stammered, "No need... You go take a shower, I can do it myself."

Chu Xing insisted on taking the hairdryer from her hand, and while haphazardly combing her hair with his fingers, he also tried to smooth it out.

Her hair was long enough to reach her waist, but she usually tied it up casually, so he had never noticed.

Although Song Mai intended not to look at him, the man's face was simply too alluring, incredibly handsome, and his hands were also very beautiful. Despite her deliberate attempts to look at other things, her gaze eventually fell upon him through the mirror.

The woman in the mirror had two blushing clouds on her cheeks, slightly pink.

His fingertips occasionally brushed against her earlobes and neck, causing the woman to shudder and her neck and ears to turn an unnatural blush.

After finally finishing drying his hair, he casually placed the hairdryer on the table, turned around, and took his bathrobe into the bathroom.

Song Mai stared blankly at herself in the mirror for a long time, unable to come back to her senses.

It felt as if a large hand had stirred her heart, leaving her uneasy and unable to calm down.

That's enough, time to sleep. Why think so much?

She couldn't stop her mind from wandering, and she even started to wonder if something might happen between them...

Startled by her own strange thoughts, Song Mai simply threw off the covers and crawled inside, wrapping herself up tightly in the blankets.

Anyway, once I fall asleep, I won't think about anything.

But just as she finally calmed down, a man's voice suddenly came from the bathroom.

"Songmai".

Her breath hitched, and she involuntarily swallowed.

Why did he call her at this time?

"W-what's wrong?"

Her voice trembled slightly.

"Could you please bring me the towel?"

The man's voice was clear and pleasant. Now that the two were separated by a door, his voice seemed to be shrouded in a layer of moisture, making it sound somewhat hazy, but this only aroused a desire and impulse to get closer and find out more.

Song Mai glanced at the bath towels and hand towels on the cabinet, but he didn't take any.

"good."

"Thanks."

Song Mai slowly got out of bed, picked up the bath towel and hand towel, intending to leave them on the sink by the door.

But just as she reached the door, the bathroom door creaked open, and a large, well-defined hand emerged from the crack.

"Gulp"

She swallowed again and handed him the bath towel and hand towel, at which point the man withdrew his hand.

But her heart, which had just calmed down, started beating a few beats faster again.

She rolled around in bed, and suddenly understood Lin Ran's description of Chu Xingnan as a fox.

He truly deserves that title. He clearly did nothing, and appeared incredibly aloof and celibate, yet he had already stirred her heartstrings. Not every man possesses this skill.

"Ding-dong—"

Her phone, which was on the bedside table, rang.

The woman picked up the phone and saw that it was a message from Lin Ran.

"How's it going? Are you enjoying your time together as a couple?"

Song Mai: "..."

This young lady is single herself, but she has no sense of propriety when it comes to her words, and she drives incredibly fast.

Seeing that she sent a speechless emoji, Lin Ran sent her another message saying that Song Mailei was fried to a crisp.

"I was afraid you'd feel embarrassed, so I prepared this for you."

Song Mai asked, puzzled, "What have you prepared?"

Lin Ran sent a very lewd-looking emoji.

"It's in that pile of clothes I gave you. Open it and you'll find a surprise."

Song Mai glanced at the still-closed bathroom door, and driven by curiosity, got out of bed again and opened the bag Lin Ran had given her.

According to Lin Ran, the bag contained her most treasured dresses, many of which she had never worn. She specifically chose them for her to use on her trip.

But Song Mai felt it was unnecessary. She had never liked taking photos, and besides, she and Chu Xing were not actually husband and wife.