The man changed his coat, took a basin of hot water and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Shen Qingqing was sitting in the living room, and the sound of water dripping inside made her blush, so she hid directly in the bedroom.

Less than half an hour later, the sound of water in the toilet stopped, and Zhou Yuanzheng's slightly hoarse voice sounded above his head, "I'm done, you go ahead."

"Ah? Oh, okay, I'll go right away..." Shen Qingqing agreed to his words and raised her head. Her pupils suddenly widened as if she had seen something incredible. She almost screamed, then quickly lowered her head, her voice trembling, "You, why did you come out without clothes..."

Zhou Yuan was puzzled, then he lowered his head to check his clothes, "Isn't this what I'm wearing?"

Shen Qingqing blushed with shame, pointed at his bare upper body and said, "You are not wearing a shirt!"

Zhou Yuan was stunned with embarrassment. He was used to it in the army, where all the soldiers were grown men. In the hot summer weather, they would usually just wear shorts after taking a shower.

Sloppy! Forgot there is a woman at home.

He hurriedly covered his chest with the towel, looking ridiculous, "Ah? Oh, sorry, go wash up."

Hearing this, Shen Qingqing hurriedly ran to the bathroom, then shut the door tightly, breathing heavily. The image of the man with no clothes on just now flashed in her mind, with his strong and powerful muscles and six-pack abs. Shen Qingqing's face was hot.

After calming down, Shen Qingqing went straight into the space and took a bath in the spiritual spring water. Shen Qingqing supported her aching body to fetch water and wash. After all, marriage is a big event. She got up at four or five in the morning and didn't rest until now.

After removing her makeup and changing her skirt, Shen Qingqing lay down in the large wooden tub she had specially bought. She yawned lazily, and soaking in the spiritual spring water really relieved the aches and pains in her body.

After soaking for an unknown amount of time, Shen Qingqing felt much more comfortable. She got out of the basin, dried herself, changed into clean pajamas, and then left the space.

She soaked the skirt she had changed in the wooden basin and looked out the window. It was already completely dark. Not knowing whether he was asleep or not, Shen Qingqing opened the door nervously.

When I returned to the bedroom, I saw Zhou Yuan lying on the bed. Unlike before, he was wearing a blue vest. When he saw Shen Qingqing coming in, he sat up a little awkwardly, "Are you done with the shower? Are you tired? Let's go to bed?"

Shen Qingqing didn't dare to look up, but just nodded, then climbed onto the bed at an extremely slow pace.

The 1.5-meter bed should be big enough for the two of them, but in Shen Qingqing's opinion, the bed was too small, and the distance between her and the man was too close. She could only curl up on the edge of the bed with half of her body hanging in the air.

Zhou Yuanzheng was also sweating from nervousness. He turned off the light and the whole room instantly fell into darkness. Fortunately, the room was dark and they couldn't see each other. Their faces were as red as boiled shrimps.

In this kind of love, the man should take the initiative, right? Zhou Yuan was thinking with some doubt, feeling the close distance of the person next to him, he took a deep breath, then slowly reached out and hugged the woman.

In the darkness, the woman's body shook violently, and she almost fell off the bed. Zhou Yuanzheng quickly retracted his hand and stammered, "You, don't be nervous, I won't touch you anymore."

Shen Qingqing was scared. She was already two years old, but she was still a grown-up girl!

She was not prepared for this kind of situation. Perhaps sensing her nervousness, Zhou Yuan felt like a basin of cold water was poured over his head and he immediately gave up the idea.

He tried to soften his voice and comfort her, "If you are nervous, I won't touch you yet, just go to sleep!"

Shen Qingqing was so nervous that her whole body was soaked with sweat. After hearing these words, she felt much more at ease. She still trusted Zhou Yuanzheng's character, so the two of them lay quietly under the quilt.

With a man lying next to her, Shen Qingqing was a little worried that she wouldn't be able to sleep. She held up her sleepy eyelids, and didn't know when she fell asleep in a daze.

The window was wide open, and the cool night wind blew the curtains rustling. The woman on the bed seemed to be a little cold, and huddled under the quilt.