After Lin Yue finished showering, she saw Song Yunzheng sitting motionless on the sofa, wearing black pajamas. His hair looked half-dry, indicating that he had just finished showering.
Lin Yue looked around and whispered, "Excuse me... where do I sleep?"
"The guest room opposite the master bedroom."
"Oh..." Lin Yue responded softly, her head drooping as well.
The man in front of her looked even better after his shower, exuding an aura of asceticism! How lucky his boyfriend must be! Thinking of this, she felt even more embarrassed to look him in the eye, and only dared to stare at her toes.
The carefree girl was unaware that she was now even more alluring to the man before her!
She was wearing Song Yunzheng's oversized pajamas, the length of which was just enough to cover her buttocks, leaving her two long, slender, and fair legs completely exposed!
Seeing this scene, Song Yunzheng's Adam's apple bobbed in his throat. He couldn't help but regret it. Why did he tell her to wear her top as a skirt? Wasn't he just asking for trouble? This is really going to be the death of him!
He tried to calm his inner turmoil and asked, "Aren't you going to tell me what happened today?" His voice was unusually calm, devoid of any emotion.
"I... I just couldn't stand them bullying their classmates, so in a moment of impulse and a hot head... I started fighting with them. That's considered an act of heroism, right?"
Lin Yue raised her head and glanced at him timidly. Seeing that he was looking at her expressionlessly, she felt a chill run down her spine and quickly lowered her head even further.
I don't know if he'd understand if I explained all this to him, after all, there's a ten-year age gap between us! Three years is a generation gap, and there are three generation gaps between them! Three!
Seeing her like this, Song Yunzheng sighed softly, then suddenly got up and walked towards the bedroom. When he returned, he had a bottle of ointment in his hand.
"Come here and sit next to me," he commanded in a deep voice.
Lin Yue obediently walked over and sat down, her feet together and her little hands neatly placed, looking like a wronged little wife.
He unscrewed the bottle cap, scooped out a small piece of ointment, and placed it on the back of his hand. "Turn around and face me."
"Oh..." Lin Yue only turned her neck, without moving her body at all.
I could finally see her face clearly. Her left cheek was obviously swollen, and there was a little bruising at the corner of her mouth. It was hard to notice in the poor lighting outside, and her messy, bird's nest-like hair covered most of her face.
Song Yunzheng gently applied the ointment to her face, and as soon as it touched her, she recoiled in pain.
"Don't move! Now you know what pain is? I never expected you to be so capable. You look so delicate and weak, but you're no pushover when it comes to fighting. You actually dared to take on three people at once? This isn't acting heroically; it's just impulsive and reckless!"
"I knew you'd say that too."
"Good to know." Song Yunzheng retorted without any politeness.
After applying the medicine to her face, he examined her again, asking, "Where else does it hurt?"
Lin Yue paused for about two seconds, then silently removed her hands from her knees. "This hurts the most..." Perhaps it really hurt, because her voice was choked with sobs.
Song Yunzheng's eyes instantly turned cold. He noticed that her knees were badly swollen and red. She didn't say anything when they were outside, and she didn't say anything after they came back. He didn't ask, so she didn't plan to say anything. She's really something! She can really endure it!
"Don't call me about these kinds of messes in the future, deal with them yourself!"
His tone was indifferent, but his movements were gentle. After applying the medicine to his knee, he suddenly stood up and said, "Get some rest; it will help reduce the swelling."
After saying that, he went into the room without looking back, leaving Lin Yue completely bewildered.
What's he doing? Is he going through menopause? I was beaten and injured, why is he so angry? Just because I'm good-looking doesn't mean I can do whatever I want and get angry at will! He should handle it himself, it's not a big deal!
Back in her room, Lin Yue quickly took out her phone to let Jiang Li know she was safe and asked her to record the class content for the next three days. Only after giving her these instructions did she feel at ease enough to go to sleep.
In the early hours of the morning, just as dawn was breaking, Lin Yue was woken up by the urge to urinate. She turned over, intending to go back to sleep, but the urge grew stronger and stronger... She knew she had to take care of it.
She threw off the covers and got out of bed, groggily heading towards the bathroom. After relieving herself, she pulled up her pants and prepared to go back to her room to continue sleeping, even though she was only half asleep!
"Wait a minute! Aren't you going to wash your hands?"
Lin Yue shuddered. Huh? Why was Song Yunzheng's voice coming from behind her? Her drowsiness vanished instantly, and she mechanically turned around.
He stood amidst the swirling smoke, his lower body clad only in a dark gray bath towel. Water droplets glistened on his muscular chest, and his slightly disheveled hair was still damp. He exuded a languid allure; tell me, what else could he be but a vixen? His eight-pack abs were perfectly defined, and further down, the alluring V-line was faintly visible…
She swallowed subconsciously, her eyes not daring to linger on any part of her body for even a second. She wanted to turn away and not look, but her body seemed to have a mind of its own, and she remained frozen in place.
Song Yunzheng had a habit of taking a shower in the morning, but he didn't expect this girl to suddenly rush in to use the toilet without washing her hands! Even more unexpectedly, she dared to stare at him so intently in this situation, almost drooling.
Although her actions greatly satisfied his small vanity, he wouldn't show it in front of a young girl! He had to remain calm!
"Go wash your hands!" Song Yunzheng's cold voice immediately pulled Lin Yue back from her thoughts of running away from home.
"Oh, okay... okay."
Lin Yue hurriedly walked to the sink, rubbing her hands haphazardly. Her ears started to burn. She lowered her head and remained silent. After washing her hands, she turned and walked out.
"Wait a minute! What do you want to eat for breakfast?"
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