Xiao Xin couldn't stand his whining any longer and said coldly, "Shut up!"

Fu Yan's waist injury was rubbed painfully by Xiao Xin with a towel.

His knuckles, which were resting on either side of the bathtub, turned white. He frowned slightly and groaned softly, "Brother, my wound hurts. Could you be gentler..."

A soft hum reached Xiao Xin's ears, sending a jolt of electricity straight to his head, making the back of his head go numb with pain.

"Shut up for the last time."

Xiao Xin issued another cold warning.

Fu Yan could only purse his lips tightly and remain silent.

He tilted his head back, his back against the bathtub. The black ribbon over his eyes was firmly in place, making the back of his head itch. He endured the itch and didn't remove it.

Xiao Xin's towel touched the top of his thigh, and Fu Yan couldn't help but shake his leg.

Xiao Xin sensed the reaction and subconsciously withdrew his hand. He couldn't help but glance at it. Good, it was covered by foam, and he couldn't see anything.

He looked up at Fu Yan again.

Fu Yan bit his lip, his whole body flushed red like a boiled shrimp, and he gripped the bathtub tightly, as if he was trying his best to endure the discomfort.

Seeing that he seemed to be in pain, Xiao Xin asked knowingly, "Are you in that much pain?"

Fu Yan's throat was so dry it was hoarse. He swallowed slightly, nodded, and gave a soft "hmm."

His "hmm" softened Xiao Xin's heart.

Unfortunately, he hadn't felt this uncomfortable in a long time and didn't understand the extent of Fu Yan's distress.

He looked at Fu Yan's face; with the beauty mark covered, the outline was exactly the same as He Yunzhou's.

Xiao Xin propped herself up and moved slightly closer to Fu Yan, her eyes sweeping freely over the blindfolded face.

Fu Yan sensed his approach, but because she couldn't see Xiao Xin, she suddenly felt panicked and weakly called out, "Brother..."

Xiao Xin covered his mouth and whispered in his ear, "Don't speak..."

He doesn't sound like himself when he speaks.

Fu Yan was stunned for a moment, not knowing what was wrong with Xiao Xin, but still nodded and shut his mouth.

Xiao Xin gripped the back of Fu Yan's neck with his large hand and pressed his head against his shoulder.

Fu Yan was stunned by his action and didn't know how to react for a moment.

Xiao Xin sensed his tension and couldn't help but lean closer to Fu Yan's ear and chuckle softly, "Little dog, relax, do you want me to help you?"

His deep, seductive voice was like a poison, instantly bewitching Fu Yan's mind.

A tingling electric current shot through the back of Fu Yan's head and down his spine. Confused, he asked, "Help me with what?"

In a moment of impulsiveness, Xiao Xin lightly bit Fu Yan's earlobe: "To help you cool down..."

His action completely triggered Fu Yan's nerves.

Fu Yan buried his face in Xiao Xin's shoulder and nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite: "Okay, brother, help me..."

Xiao Xin frowned, his voice suddenly turning cold: "Don't call me brother, call me Xiao Xin."

Fu Yan hummed in response, and a slightly cool hand approached him.

So, when Xiao Xin said he would help him, he meant with his hands...

Fu Yan whispered in his ear, "Xiao Xin..."

Xiao Xin smiled with satisfaction and replied, "Yes, I'm here."

I've always been here, He Yunzhou, I've always been...

After a long while, Fu Yan slowly moved his numb legs and felt a reaction that didn't belong to him.

“Brother, you…” Fu Yan suddenly asked.

Xiao Xin hummed in agreement: "I know."

Xiao Xin was somewhat surprised by the sudden reaction.

Fu Yan reached out to him, but Xiao Xin grabbed his hand.

“I’ll do it myself,” Xiao Xin said.

Fu Yan struggled for a moment, then whispered in his ear, "But I... I want to help you too..."

Xiao Xin jokingly asked, "Can you?"

If I knew how, I wouldn't have asked Xiao Xin for help.

Fu Yan realized he was teasing her, and her ears turned bright red: "If I can't, I can learn..."

Xiao Xin smiled and said, "Really?"

Fu Yan leaned on his shoulder and pleaded in a low voice, "I learn very quickly, Xiao Xin, let me help you..."

Xiao Xin couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips slightly; she was learning pretty quickly.

He took Fu Yan's hand and rubbed the back of Fu Yan's neck: "Come on, try it."

Fu Yan's breathing quickened slightly as he was rubbed: "Brother, when you pinched the back of my neck, it hurt..."

Xiao Xin's expression hardened: "I already told you to call me Xiao Xin."

Fu Yan: "..."

He couldn't see Xiao Xin's expression at this moment, nor did he know why Xiao Xin was so insistent on addressing him.

But as long as Xiao Xin is happy, he can call out.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiao Xin continued to massage the back of his neck and whispered in his ear, "But I know this area is very sensitive, I did it on purpose..."

Fu Yan: "..."

Seeing him in a daze, Xiao Xin reminded him, "So, can we begin?"

Fu Yan's panic was hidden by the black cloth, and he pursed his lips, letting out a single murmur from his nose: "Mmm..."

A moment later, Xiao Xin wrapped her arms around Fu Yan's neck, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

Fu Yan could hear his voice, but unfortunately, he couldn't see Xiao Xin's face...

He really wanted to see Xiao Xin's expression right now.

Fu Yan raised his hand to pull off the ribbon on his eyes, but Xiao Xin stopped him.

Xiao Xin said, "Don't pick it..."

His voice was pleading, and Fu Yan's heart softened, so she withdrew her hand: "Okay, I won't take it..."

...

The two of them fussed around for almost two hours before finally coming out of the bathroom. Xiao Xin was so sore from soaking in the bathtub that Fu Yan had to carry her back to the bedroom.

Seeing how tired Xiao Xin was, Fu Yan carried her back to the bed.

The bedroom was a bit cold, and the blanket was quite thin.

Xiao Xin shivered from the cold, hugged her arms, and muttered unconsciously, "Cold..."

Fu Yan had just reached out his hand to him when Xiao Xin grabbed it as if it were a lifeline.

Fu Yan smiled and, without thinking, crawled into bed.

Fu Yan's body was as hot as a furnace. As soon as he got into bed, Xiao Xin felt the heat emanating from him and subconsciously moved closer to Fu Yan.

Looking at the blush on Xiao Xin's face, Fu Yan thought to himself, "My brother is so cute..."

He pinched Xiao Xin's cheek, pulled her into a tight embrace, and smiled contentedly.

Fu Yan wished time could stand still at this moment; he truly wanted to hold Xiao Xin like this for a lifetime…

As night deepened outside the window, Fu Yan's eyelids drooped with sleep. In his hazy state, he suddenly mumbled, "Brother likes me too, right..."

Xiao Xin snuggled closer to him: "Yes, I like you, He Yunzhou..."