He handed me a towel.

Shen Zhiyi's gaze drifted uncontrollably to the throbbing veins on the side of his neck.

Her slender neck was flushed with a light pink.

Beads of sweat rolled down the prominent Adam's apple...

Her heart skipped a beat.

He reached out and slowly took the towel.

"good……"

"Let me wipe it for you..."

Her fingertips accidentally touched his fingertips, which were scalding hot, making her shudder.

Shen Zhiyi took a deep breath.

Stand on tiptoe.

The moment the towel touched his forehead, Jiang Jinwang suddenly turned his head away, avoiding her touch.

Shen Zhiyi looked up, puzzled.

Jiang Jinwang took her hand and moved the towel towards his jawline.

"here."

His large hands enveloped her, the pressure not heavy, yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.

His deep gaze was fixed on her.

He deliberately slowed down his hand movements, letting her hand brush against his chin and neck.

Then, continue downwards...

As I passed by those strong muscles.

A deliberate pause.

Shen Zhiyi even held her breath.

Even through the towel, I could feel the warm breath emanating from him.

The heat made her face flush red.

The feel of it... was damn good.

But his rough palm was still covering her hand.

Shen Zhiyi had a strange feeling that she was completely surrounded by him...

Jiang Jinwang saw that her eyes were fixed on something, and her cheeks were flushed as if she were drunk.

That alluring little mouth also opened slightly.

He looked completely dizzy.

He lowered his brows and chuckled softly, releasing her hand.

He liked her straightforward infatuation.

This made him feel safe.

Shen Zhiyi was jolted back to her senses by the laughter, and in her embarrassment, she glared at him.

"Are you laughing at me?"

Jiang Jinwang raised an eyebrow. "No."

"Want me to wipe it again?" He straightened his back and stretched out his body, revealing every contour of his muscles to her.

He lowered his gaze, looking at her with a somewhat lazy air.

"Damn, why aren't you wiping?"

Shen Zhiyi stepped forward.

With one hand on his shoulder and the other holding a towel, she wiped his firm, bulging chest muscles back and forth.

The force applied was sometimes light and sometimes heavy.

Jiang Jinwang froze almost the instant she approached.

He hadn't expected her to get so close.

Her fingertips gently rested on him.

Warm breath lingered on his chest.

The hand holding the towel seemed to be causing trouble, deliberately lingering and wiping in places it shouldn't have...

It was like a taut string being violently plucked.

Jiang Jinwang gasped uncontrollably.

Hold her hand.

His eyelashes, damp with sweat, drooped, and his voice was low and hoarse.

Don't touch there.

Shen Zhiyi looked up and saw that his forehead was half wet, and his restrained and aloof face was tinged with some indescribable dark color.

She finally regained some control.

Blink innocently.

"If we don't touch here, then what about here?"

She just stared at him.

She broke free from his hand and walked down, deliberately rubbing his V-line with the folded corner of a towel.

Jiang Jinwang's muscles instantly hardened like stone.

His chest heaved, and even the corners of his eyes were flushed with suppressed red.

Hold her shoulders and push her away a little.

"I'm going to take a shower."

Their steps as they left were slightly unsteady.

Shen Zhiyi watched his retreating figure, staring at the towel in her hand, and slowly walked to the sofa and sat down.

Not long after.

She heard the sound of the showerhead being turned on.

And a few low, hoarse breaths.

She suddenly threw down the towel, covered her face, and collapsed onto the sofa.

This person is really...

He didn't avoid her at all...

She peeked through her fingers out a pair of bright, sparkling eyes and blushing cheeks.

I thought to myself.

The injuries on my body need to heal quickly.

She didn't want to see him suffer so much...

Ding-dong—

The doorbell rang.

The sound of water in the bathroom suddenly stopped.

Shen Zhiyi got up to open the door.

A smiling middle-aged woman's face appeared at the doorway.

"Miss Shen! It's me!"

She turned to the side, revealing a large pile of things behind her. "I've brought over all the cake tools and ingredients that Mr. Jiang ordered for you."

Shen Zhiyi was stunned for a moment.

Then she remembered that this was the owner of the shop where she had previously customized tools.

She is meticulous in everything she does; even the ingredients for making cakes must not only be handy but also beautiful.

This store is very expensive.

She only bought it once.

It's just a few commonly used ones.

Those tools must have been moved out during her cold war.

I don't know where they moved to.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Jinwang placed the order for her again.

It's the complete set.

After feeling annoyed, Shen Zhiyi raised the corners of her lips again.

Open the door completely and let the shop owner drag the things in.

"Thank you for your help."

The shop owner, while pulling things along, smiled and said, "You and Mr. Jiang have such a good relationship."

“We have many customers, but Mr. Jiang is the first one to order all kinds of materials, big and small.”

"They bought almost all of our products."

"He remembered your preferences, and each item was customized with a unique design. Take a look, is this it?"

Shen Zhiyi leaned closer to take a look.

really……

It was a pattern she had drawn beforehand.

She glanced in the direction of the bathroom and couldn't help but smile.

"That's right."

We've been together for so long, and I never expected that he would know about such trivial things, things that have nothing to do with his daily life.

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