Zhou Qiqi practically fled home.
As soon as you enter the courtyard, the pungent smell of sweat and earth that belonged to Xu Shu still lingers in your nostrils.
She fastened the gate behind her back, and only then did the nausea in her chest subside a little.
"Zhouzhou, Auntie is going to take a shower first!"
She called out to the room, and without waiting for Zhouzhou's response, she plunged into the small bathroom.
Before going to the playground to run every day, she would warm a large pot of water on the stove.
The water was readily available, and she quickly added hot water into the tank.
He closed the door, took off the tracksuit that was stained with Xu Shu's scent, and almost violently rinsed and scrubbed himself.
She lathered the soap again and again, the fine foam covering her entire body. She scrubbed the skin that Xu Shu's gaze had swept over her vigorously, as if she wouldn't be satisfied until she had scrubbed off a layer of skin.
"It stinks horribly..."
She muttered under her breath, feeling waves of nausea rising within her.
"After exchanging a few words with him, I felt like I was marinated myself."
The warm water washed over my body, but it couldn't wash away the unease in my heart.
She couldn't help but wonder, Zhou Qiqi wouldn't even take a man like that if he were given to her for free, but Lin Yao went to great lengths to snatch him away.
Is it because he's old? Or because he doesn't shower?
Xu Shu's gigolo job is too easy.
Shen Huaichuan is still the best. Even if he spends a whole day crawling and rolling on the training field, he always comes back feeling refreshed.
Just as she was thinking about him, the wooden door to the bathroom creaked open a crack.
Under the dim light, a face with sharp features, showing obvious fatigue but still handsome, was revealed.
With the year-end military region skills competition just around the corner, he, as the regimental commander, is extremely busy.
Every day, I have to leave home before dawn, before six o'clock, and often don't return until eight or nine o'clock at night, dragging my tired body back.
Zhou Qiqi was also busy with the production line and design drawings, and the two of them had difficulty even meeting during the day these days.
At that moment, he had obviously entered the house without even taking off his military jacket, and followed the sound of water to find her, wanting to see her as soon as possible.
Steam rose from the crack in the door.
Zhou Qiqi stood with her back to the door, her slender neck, rounded shoulders, and beautiful butterfly bones faintly visible in the dim light. Hot water meandered down her smooth back, outlining the graceful curves of her waist and hips.
Her wet, long hair clung to her fair skin, creating a silent yet incredibly alluring scene.
Shen Huaichuan's breathing became heavier instantly, and his deep eyes surged with intense emotions and longing.
His Adam's apple bobbed, but he didn't make a sound. He just stared at her quietly, as if trying to etch the image of her, who had been missing for a whole day, into his eyes.
Zhou Qiqi seemed to sense something and suddenly turned around.
Upon seeing him, the wariness in her eyes instantly turned into surprise and tenderness, and all the longing she had felt throughout the day surged forth at that moment.
Ignoring her shyness, she reached out with her wet hand, grabbed the sleeve of his military jacket, and pulled him closer to the door.
"You're back?"
Her voice was moist, soft, and alluring.
Shen Huaichuan leaned down, and Zhou Qiqi tiptoed, her soft, warm lips, scented with soap and dampness, pressed against his slightly cool lips.
The kiss came suddenly and passionately, like a thirsty traveler finding a spring of sweet water.
Shen Huaichuan gave a low hum and immediately took the initiative, holding the back of her neck with one hand and wrapping his other arm around her smooth waist and back, deepening the kiss.
His tongue, burning hot, invaded her territory, greedily drawing in her scent, as if trying to make up for the separation during the day.
The temperature in the small bathroom rose rapidly, steam rose, and only the rapid, intertwined breathing and the soft sounds of their lips and tongues entwining remained.
Shen Huaichuan's hand lingered uncontrollably on her wet back, his calloused fingertips sending shivers down his spine.
Zhou Qiqi was also moved, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her body tightly against him, feeling the solid chest and burgeoning strength beneath his military uniform.
Reluctant to part, lost in a whirlwind of emotions.
Finally, Shen Huaichuan's strong willpower returned slightly, and he struggled to slightly pull away from her lips, his forehead pressed against hers, his voice hoarse and burning hot.
"Honey... the air is getting cold, be careful not to catch a cold."
He forced himself to let go, took a step back, his gaze still fixed on her swollen, moist lips and her cheeks flushed with a captivating blush, his eyes dark and intense.
"Hurry up and finish washing... I'll wait for you outside."
He paused, then added, his voice filled with suppressed longing, "We'll continue later... back in the room."
Zhou Qiqi blushed, gave him a reproachful look, but obediently nodded.
"Yes. The food is keeping warm in the pot; we can eat it as soon as we bring it out."
"knew."
Shen Huaichuan took a deep breath, suppressed his surging desires, closed the door for her, and then turned to leave.
I could hear his footsteps walking toward the kitchen from outside the door.
Zhou Qiqi's heart was pounding. She quickly washed herself clean, dried herself, and put on soft cotton pajamas.
Then I called Zhouzhou to take a shower and helped Zhouzhou dry her hair.
She returned to the main house only after the lights in her small room were turned off.
By the time she finished tidying up and came out, Shen Huaichuan had also finished eating and put the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen.
Zhou Qiqi sat down at her desk, took out the sketch of the dress she designed for Zhuo Guangming, and carefully refined a few details.
Just as she put down her pen, Shen Huaichuan came out after taking a shower.
He was only wearing a blue vest issued by the military and a pair of military green shorts, revealing his well-defined chest muscles and strong, muscular arms.
His freshly washed hair was half-dry, hanging messily over his forehead, carrying a refreshing scent of water and soap. He looked clean and neat, exuding a strong masculine aura, a stark contrast to Xu Shu's earlier appearance.
But Zhou Qiqi didn't give her any glance.
She was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding the rhinestone hair clip she had lost and found, examining it carefully under the light, her delicate brows furrowed slightly.
"What are you looking at so intently?"
Shen Huaichuan walked over, drying his hair.
Zhou Qiqi sighed, handed him the hair clip, and told him what had just happened.
“Look, that jinx Xu Shu threw the hair clip, and the biggest rhinestone on it is broken.”
When Shen Huaichuan took it and looked at it, sure enough, the spot where a larger main diamond was originally set with a ring of small diamonds was now empty, making it look somewhat incomplete.
His eyes instantly turned cold: "He touched you?"
"No, I reacted quickly and kicked his hand."
Zhou Qiqi quickly explained, not wanting him to worry.
"It's just that the diamond... it's a bit of a shame. I was thinking of seeing if I could replace it myself; I have a lot of leftover decorative accessories from making clothes."
She pulled open a small drawer in the bedside table, took out a small box containing various beads, sequins, and small buttons.
“But this hair clip is imported, and the rhinestones with this level of cut and brilliance are not quite good enough for what I have.”
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