"What's wrong?" she asked softly, standing at the bathroom door with her long, wet hair.

Shi Jing glanced at her from head to toe, and seeing that she was already dressed in her nightgown, he pushed the door open and entered.

"Let me blow-dry your hair."

He walked to the sink, picked up the hairdryer on the counter, turned around and waved to Zhu Jinzhao: "Chaozhao, come here."

Zhu Jinzhao did not refuse and obediently walked up to him.

He turned on the hair dryer, adjusted the temperature and airflow, and then tentatively blew on Zhu Jinzhao: "Is this okay? Is it too hot?"

Zhu Jinchao looked at him in the mirror; his eyes, moistened by the moisture, were clear and bright.

"Not too hot, just right."

Shi Jing was relieved and said, "Okay."

Wishing you thick, long hair today, which needs to be parted and blow-dried layer by layer.

Shi Jing is an impatient person; he easily gets frustrated with even slightly tedious tasks. But if the person standing in front of him is Zhu Jinzhao, then he simply can't get impatient.

He had been impulsive for over twenty years, but finally found that rare patience in Zhu Jinzhao.

"Chao Chao, do you want it all dried, or just the top?" he asked gently as he dried her hair.

Zhu Jinzhao: "Dry the top of your hair, and leave the ends half-dry. We'll be eating soon, so let the ends dry on their own."

"Received." Shi Jing was very service-oriented; he obediently did whatever Zhu Jinzhao said.

As Zhu Jinzhao requested, he first dried the top of her hair completely, then dried the ends until they were half dry, and then picked up the hair oil next to him and applied it evenly to her hair.

The hair oil is osmanthus-scented. The sweet osmanthus fragrance spreads through Zhu Jinzhao's hair, mixed with the refreshing scent of bath gel, and gently enters Shi Jing's nostrils.

Shi Jing put the hair dryer away, then opened her arms and hugged Zhu Jinzhao from behind.

The sweet yet not cloying aroma instantly enveloped Shi Jing's face.

Shi Jing closed his eyes, buried his head in Zhu Jinzhao's fair neck, and took a deep breath of her fragrance.

"Chaochao, you smell so good..."

The hot breath suddenly sprayed onto her neck, causing Zhu Jinzhao to tremble and her face to turn red instantly.

Shi Jing's pert nose brushed intimately against her shoulder, and he said in a low, husky voice, "Chao Chao, we use the exact same shower gel, so why do you smell so good after you shower?"

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Shi Jing would occasionally wipe her dry lips on Zhu Jinzhao's skin as she spoke.

Zhu Jinzhao's neck was very sensitive, and when he brushed against it so lightly, Zhu Jinzhao immediately got goosebumps all over.

"I...I don't know..." she said in a trembling voice.

"Don't know?" Shi Jing's chest trembled slightly, and he chuckled softly. "Then maybe it's just that it smells naturally sweet every morning."

"..." Zhu Jinzhao bit her lip shyly, unsure how to answer.

Shi Jing casually raised her eyes and stared at Zhu Jinzhao's face in the mirror. Zhu Jinzhao had just finished showering, and her face was completely clean without any makeup.

Her eyebrows and eyes were delicate and pretty, her face was fair and radiant, and her lips were a healthy, soft, pale red. She looked incredibly approachable.

"Zhao Chao, I want to kiss you." Shi Jing suspected that she was addicted to kissing, and her lips would itch whenever she saw Zhu Jinchao.

"Hmm..." Zhu Jinzhao responded in a muffled voice, which sounded soft and sweet.

Shi Jing felt a chill run down his spine. His hand, which had been resting on her stomach, moved upwards and gently lifted her chin.

She turned her head back to cooperate, bringing her lips to Shi Jing's face.

Shi Jing immediately lowered his head and kissed her lips without any hesitation.

She had just finished showering, and her lips were as soft and tender as ever. Shi Jing became more and more addicted to kissing her, and the ambiguous sounds of their lips and tongues intertwining were clearly audible in the bathroom.

Zhu Jinzhao's breath was completely stolen by him, and her legs were going weak uncontrollably as she gasped for air.

But the kissing position left her with no foothold, making her unsteady. She could only stretch out one hand to support herself on the sink.

Shi Jing noticed her movement and lifted his eyelids to glance at her.

"Chao Chao, are you tired of standing?" he asked while kissing her.

Zhu Jinzhao's answer carried a hint of grievance: "I'm tired. And I can't stand up anymore."

Shi Jing: "Why can't you stand up?"

Zhu Jinzhao honestly replied, "Because...because my legs are weak..."

Kissing your girlfriend until your legs go weak would excite any man.

"Hmph..." Shi Jing smiled smugly and bit Zhu Jinzhao's tongue hard. "Your legs are weak, huh? How about I pick you up and help you sit up?"

Zhu Jinzhao said pitifully, "Okay."

Shi Jing then temporarily released her, and then lifted her up by her bottom and carried her to sit on the sink.

She stared blankly at Shi Jing with her wet eyes, her lips, red and moist from being kissed, unconsciously parted slightly, exuding a natural allure.

Shi Jing felt a burning sensation all over his body after just one glance.

"Chao Chao." He parted Zhu Jinchao's legs, forced his way in, and pressed his large hands against her waist, making her press her whole body tightly against his firm chest and abdomen.

"You're so alluring..."

"Huh?" Zhu Jinzhao was still confused and hadn't had time to figure out what Shi Jing meant when he kissed her lips again.

His kisses were fierce and urgent, and Zhu Jinzhao couldn't resist, her tongue uttering indistinct moans.

Zhu Jinzhao's voice was already soft and delicate, but now, tinged with desire, it was even more alluring, sending shivers down one's spine. To Shi Jing, it was more potent than an aphrodisiac.

Shi Jing's breathing suddenly became violent, and the fire burning in his heart kept surging down to his lower abdomen.

He was trying his best to suppress himself, but his body still reacted against him.

"Chao, Chao Chao..." He released Zhu Jinchao's lips, put his head on Zhu Jinchao's shoulder, and kneaded her soft waist while saying intermittently, "My, my phone is on the bed. The password is the number of days we've been together. You... I'll carry you over. You play with my phone first. I, I need to take another shower."

"...Huh?" Zhu Jinzhao looked bewildered. "I need to take a shower again? You...didn't you already shower?"

"..." Shi Jing didn't know how to explain it to her, so he gritted his teeth and spoke in riddles to her.

What do you think?

"..."

Zhu Jinzhao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly widened his eyes.

"!!!!"

Although she had never experienced that kind of thing, she could still guess.

"Thump, thump, thump..."

Her heart suddenly pounded, like a drum pounding heavily in her eardrums. She heard herself say in a hoarse voice, "Okay, okay..."

Shi Jing raised his head slightly and bit her ear hard.

"Chaochao, be good, go to bed and wait for me."