Subconsciously, she slowly moved her gaze up his face, finally landing on his closed eyes.
Looking at it this way, it really does look quite nice.
Just then, Su Ping's nose suddenly started to itch, and she couldn't help but sneeze loudly.
Hearing the noise, Song Qi, who was asleep, subconsciously frowned, but did not wake up.
Su Ping glanced down at the two of them; they were indeed in a rather disheveled state…
Song Qi had almost taken off his clothes himself. Su Ping's eyes fell on a certain spot, and she suddenly blushed and quickly looked away.
The scene from not long ago resurfaced in her mind. She couldn't believe that she had done such a thing to a man she barely knew.
After sneezing again, she touched her cold arms and stepped out of the bathtub.
If she stayed in this cold water any longer, she was afraid she would be the one ending up in the hospital tomorrow.
Her dress was completely soaked and clung tightly to her body, revealing her curves even without looking down.
Thinking that she must have been seen in the bathtub, Su Ping wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
But Song Qi was not in his right mind at that time, so he probably couldn't see anything clearly, right?
Thinking this, she suddenly felt a little better, turned around, grabbed a clean bathrobe from the side, and went behind the door to change.
When she finished changing and came out, Song Qi was still in the same position, lying motionless in the bathtub.
He looked exhausted.
She's the one who's always busy, so why is he tired?
Thinking about how her hands were trembling while tying the straps, Su Ping was furious.
She took two steps out of the bathroom, but finally couldn't bear the pangs of conscience. Su Ping sighed and went back into the bathroom to look at Song Qi, who was sleeping soundly.
I must have owed him something in my past life. I've already helped him so much, so what's a little help if I help him out of the bathtub and put him on the bed?
Su Ping bent down to get closer to him, but as soon as her hand touched his arm, he pushed her away.
At the same time, his handsome eyebrows furrowed, and he muttered something to himself.
Su Ping leaned closer and finally managed to hear what he was saying.
"Don't touch me..."
Her face immediately darkened. This treacherous man, who had betrayed her just moments before, hadn't acted this way.
As her hair brushed against his nose, and he smelled the familiar scent of gardenias, Song Qi, who had just been resisting, suddenly relaxed.
Before Su Ping could react, he had already grabbed her by the neck.
His movement was so sudden that Su Ping was startled and quickly tried to pry his hand away.
She didn't want the bathrobe she had finally managed to change into to get wet again.
But Song Qi, for some unknown reason, not only refused to let go, but instead held on even tighter.
"Don't leave me..."
Was she dreaming about Song Yifei or someone else? Her tone was full of dependence, and it even sounded like she was being coquettish.
Su Ping suddenly regretted not bringing her phone in. Otherwise, she really wanted to record his current state so that she could use it to threaten him when he angered her in the future.
"Senior..."
Upon hearing the two words he uttered next, Su Ping's ears twitched involuntarily, and she was startled, looking down in surprise.
She had been tormented by those two words while in the bathtub.
Just when she thought Song Qi might have woken up, she found that his eyes were still closed, but he had stopped talking in his sleep.
Is he awake or not?
Su Ping raised her hand and patted his face, and Song Qi rubbed against her palm following her touch.
Like a big dog.
Su Ping suddenly felt embarrassed and stopped hitting him. After coughing, she said, "Let go of me first. It's too cold here, you'll catch a cold. Let me help you to bed..."
Whether it was her words or not, after hearing Song Qi give a soft hum, Su Ping's grip on her neck loosened.
Su Ping tried to move, but still couldn't break free from his embrace.
Finally, she couldn't care less about anything else. She gritted her teeth, put one arm around his lean waist, and with one breath, helped him up.
As he stood up, the jeans that were originally hanging around his waist slipped down.
Su Ping resisted looking in that direction and patted his face again: "Lift your foot, we need to go out."
As if he could hear what she was saying, Song Qi nodded and obediently raised one of his feet while he was asleep.
Seeing this, Su Ping quickly pulled down his trouser leg.
Great, it's off.
Although I try not to look over there, I still catch a glimpse of it out of the corner of my eye.
After finally helping Song Qi out of the bathtub, Su Ping was so exhausted that she could barely stand up straight.
Song Qi was very thin and very tall. Su Ping felt like she was carrying a skeleton, which made her shoulders ache.
Does he hardly eat anything? He's so thin.
Su Ping pinched his waist; well, his abs felt pretty good.
Feeling her hand on his waist, Song Qi closed his eyes and precisely touched her hand, instinctively asking, "Don't touch there, it tickles..."
Now you know it itches?
Su Ping didn't want to talk about him, and she didn't know who the person was who had tried so hard to hold her hand and slip it inside her clothes in the elevator.
"Okay, I won't touch you anymore. Can you let go of me first? It's hard for me to walk like this."
After several attempts, Su Ping figured out his temperament, so she patiently coaxed him.
Song Qi looked like he was asleep, but he wasn't completely asleep and could still hear the sounds from the outside world.
"Oh no, you're going to lie to me again."
But this time she was clearly wrong. Song Qi refused without hesitation and tightened his grip on her hand.
It seemed as if she would start groping all over his waist the moment he let go.
In the end, Su Ping could only hold him tighter around the waist and move towards the bed with difficulty.
At this moment, the glass in the room had automatically turned into a mirror. Su Ping looked at herself in the mirror, her shoulders being pressed down and moved little by little by Song Qi, and suddenly felt that her life was so bitter.
Who designed this layout? Why is the bathroom so far from the bed?!
Su Ping gritted her teeth and walked silently for a long time, feeling like her back was about to give out.
When I looked up, I realized there was still more than half the distance to go.
Can you walk by yourself?
Su Ping was just complaining casually, but unexpectedly Song Qi, who was leaning against her, suddenly hummed in agreement.
"Xiao Qi has grown up, of course Xiao Qi can walk by himself..."
After muttering those words, Song Qi closed his eyes, a smile appearing on his face. Then, he straightened up and led Su Ping forward without a care in the world.
Su Ping was startled when she saw him walking with his eyes closed. She quickly put both arms around his waist to slow him down.
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