Chapter 239

Lei Tingjun escorted Ji Wanmei back to her dormitory in a bungalow. Once there, Ji Wanmei told him to go back and rest early.

Lei Tingjun stood by the door and said, "I'll leave after you fall asleep."

Ji Wanmei didn't know whether he was sober or drunk when he said those words.

He stared intently at her with his dark eyes, causing a faint blush to rise on Ji Wanmei's thin, fair skin.

The two had been together for several months, and apart from brief kisses and hugs, they had not engaged in any other intimate acts that crossed the line.

What does it mean that he's standing here and not leaving?

As Ji Wanmei pondered, her cheeks flushed, but her body felt somewhat stiff.

She recalled some unpleasant memories from her past life when Yang Zhiping tried to force himself on her, and her brows furrowed involuntarily. She raised her eyelashes and silently looked at Lei Tingjun.

The light bulb was only five watts, so the light was not bright; in fact, it was rather dim.

Ji Wanmei's face and delicate features looked even more breathtakingly beautiful under such soft, warm light.

She sat on the edge of the bed, on the clean mattress that Lei Tingjun had made for her during the day; it was soft and warm.

Lei Tingjun was standing opposite her, near the door and against the wall.

He has long legs, and when he stands, he habitually straddles his legs, with one hand casually placed in his pocket. His shoulders and back block the shadow of the light from the doorway, and from Ji Wanmei's perspective as she sits, his figure appears exceptionally tall and upright.

Like a long, silent mountain peak.

Both being men, could Lei Tingjun resist the allure of a beautiful woman like Ji Wanmei?

When he's sober, he still has some self-control, but he's drunk so much now.

"I still need to wash up, you should go back and rest first," Ji Wanmei said softly, hearing her own voice.

"I'll go get you some hot water. You can't find the place, and it's too dark to be safe." Lei Tingjun took the basin and turned to leave.

Ji Wanmei twisted the hem of her clothes and sat motionless on the edge of the bed.

About two minutes later, Lei Tingjun returned with a basin of hot water, placed the basin on the shelf, reached in to test the water temperature, and turned to Ji Wanmei, saying, "It's not too hot anymore, come and wash."

Ji Wanmei took out the face towel she had brought from her bag and went over to wash her face.

She only applied some moisturizing face cream, didn't wear any makeup, and just washed it off with water.

While Ji Wanmei was washing her face, Lei Tingjun squatted down and took out a new box of soap from under the washstand. He had bought it specially because he knew she was coming.

I don't know if she'll get used to it.

"Use this to wash." Lei Tingjun opened the soap box and placed it next to Ji Wanmei.

Ji Wanmei saw the new box of soap, paused, and looked up at him: "Did you go out of your way to buy this?"

It smells like jasmine; it's the kind of thing rough men like them would use.

"Yeah, I just bought it. You'll have to make do with it. I don't know what kind you like." Lei Tingjun seemed a little at a loss.

The main problem is that Lei Tingjun is completely clueless about the things girls use.

She had bought him clothes and other items, but when Lei Tingjun wanted to buy her something, he found himself completely clueless and had no idea where to start.

Ji Wanmei gave a slight smile: "No, this is fine."

She lathered up her face and hands with soap, and Lei Tingjun said, "I'll take the water away and pour it out, then I'll get you a clean basin to soak your feet."

Before Ji Wanmei could speak, Lei Tingjun quickly took the water she had used to wash her face and left.

Ji Wanmei stood there blankly, staring at the doorway, somewhat lost in thought.

Lei Tingjun quickly returned with a basin of clean hot water, placed it by the bedside, and pulled Ji Wanmei to sit down: "Come on, soak your feet in hot water, it will make you warmer tonight."

Ji Wanmei was wearing a pair of black lambskin low-heeled boots with zippers on the sides.

She took off her boots, and underneath she wore a pair of white cotton socks. Her feet were very small, size 36, and incredibly delicate.

When she took off her socks, she revealed a pair of fair and delicate feet, with toes as round and beautiful as seashells and pearls. Lei Tingjun paused for a moment.

Ji Wanmei put her feet into the hot water. The warm temperature immediately spread from the soles of her feet to her whole body, making her feel warm and comfortable, and her blood started to flow.

"Is it hot?" Lei Tingjun squatted on the ground and looked up at her.

"It's not hot." Ji Wanmei smiled and shook her head.

After washing her feet, she tried to pick them up, but found there was nothing to wipe the water droplets off them.

There weren't even slippers.

Lei Tingjun frowned in annoyance and said, "I forgot to buy it."

He even made a special trip to the city to buy Ji Wanmei some useful daily necessities, including a basin, soap, face towels, toothbrush, and toothpaste, but he forgot to buy slippers.

Lei Tingjun then lifted Ji Wanmei's legs up and placed them in his arms, using his knitted cotton shirt to wipe the water droplets off her body.

"Hey, don't get your clothes wet," Ji Wanmei hurriedly tried to stop her.

Lei Tingjun looked up and smiled: "It's okay. I'll take it off when I get back anyway."

After wiping her feet with his own clothes, Lei Tingjun quickly put her in bed, then took out a kettle from somewhere and placed it next to her feet, saying, "This way you won't be cold at night."

The shed was exposed to the wind, and there was no brazier in her small room. Lei Tingjun always felt that her hands were very cold in winter, knowing that she was a bit cold-sensitive.

So they specially prepared a hot water kettle to warm her feet.

Ji Wanmei lay in bed, watching Lei Tingjun busily taking care of her, her eyes welling up with tears.

She asked, "Lei Tingjun, tell me honestly, how drunk are you right now?"

While eating hot pot, she watched as his coworkers took turns toasting him. He drank at least a pound of baijiu (Chinese liquor) and five or six bottles of beer.

Lei Tingjun tucked the blanket around her and chuckled in a deep voice, "At most five points."

"Go to sleep, I'm here." He patted her to reassure her.

Ji Wanmei watched her quietly for a while, then slowly closed her eyes and began to breathe evenly.

Lei Tingjun sat by her bedside, watching his girl gradually drift off to sleep until her breathing became long and even, and then he reached out and gently touched her cheek.

He brushed a strand of hair from her cheek and then left.

No one knew that Lei Tingjun had imagined such a scene many times in his dreams.

His beloved girl was sleeping peacefully, and he sat beside her, quietly watching her.

Even if he did nothing, just watching her relax and sleep soundly beside him, he could watch her like that until the end of time.

This feeling of peace, fullness, and satisfaction is something he could never hope for.

And now, it's been obtained so easily.

Lei Tingjun stared at her sleeping face, not daring to even blink, afraid that if he blinked, this fairytale-like scene would disappear.