Bai Ye looked up at the raindrops above and turned on the cold water without hesitation.
A chill swept over him instantly, extinguishing the irresistible lust that had been burning within him, causing him to instinctively hug himself tightly for warmth.
He only turned off the cold water when he could no longer picture Xia Qingyue in his mind.
Bai Ye took a breath.
I couldn't help but sigh to myself: It really does reduce internal heat, but why does my constitution seem so much weaker than before? Could it be that I'm getting old?
I remember when I was in junior high school, I would take cold showers from the tap in the autumn, and I would wash my hair with cold water in the morning in the winter without batting an eye.
Things are really not as good as they used to be.
Bai Ye sighed to himself how fast time had flown by; in the blink of an eye, he was already a 20-year-old adult.
Looking at the large bathtub next to him, Bai Ye suddenly had the idea of taking a bath, after all, he had never used such a big bathtub before.
After the water was drained, Bai Ye, shivering slightly, submerged himself in the water and immediately felt refreshed.
Taking a bath is such a pleasant thing, no wonder people love taking baths so much.
Bai Ye was enjoying the moment with her eyes closed, but suddenly opened them the next second.
He thought he heard the sound of a door opening.
Because of the steam in the bathroom, Bai Ye couldn't see the scene outside the gauze curtains and couldn't confirm what was happening outside.
Bai Ye looked closely and vaguely saw a figure. Bai Ye, who was about to get up, stopped abruptly and buried himself back into the bathtub.
The next moment, Xia Qingyue pulled open one side of the curtain, revealing a large gap.
Soon, Xia Qingyue's teasing voice rang out: "Want your older sister to give you a back rub, little Ye Ye!"
Bai Ye admitted that he was tempted, but he didn't want to commit a crime: "No, there's no need for that."
"Sister Qingyue, if you keep doing this, I'm really going to move back to the dorm!"
"Can you bear to leave your sister alone in this cold, desolate house, admiring the moon by herself?"
"Of course I'd give up..." Bai Ye seemed to sense the murderous intent and decisively changed his words, "Of course I wouldn't give up. How could I leave Sister Qingyue alone?"
"Alright, I won't tease you anymore. You didn't bring any clothes when you went in. I left your yukata in the basket by the window. Remember to change into it."
Bai Ye then realized that he had made an excuse to take a shower to avoid Xia Qingyue, but he hadn't brought any change of clothes.
Bai Ye scratched his head awkwardly: "Thank you, Sister Qingyue."
Xia Qingyue coaxed, "No need to thank me. By the way... do you really not want me to rub your back? Others don't get this treatment!"
Bai Ye started breaking out in a cold sweat. "Are you going to scrub my back? Are you trying to lead me to commit a crime?!"
"No...no need."
Even so, Bai Ye couldn't help but imagine the scene of Xia Qingyue rubbing his back.
All I can say is that the scene was too beautiful. Bai Ye felt that her cold shower earlier was a waste.
Xia Qingyue said with some regret, "Alright then!"
After Xia Qingyue left, Bai Ye began to immerse himself in the water again, enjoying the comfort of a bath.
...
After changing into the bathrobe that Xia Qingyue had prepared for him, Bai Ye pushed open the door and came in.
He saw Xia Qingyue leaning back on the sofa, propping her head up and looking at him with great interest.
She patted the spot next to her: "Come here."
Bai Ye instinctively became alert and cautiously asked, "What?"
"Come here and I'll tell you."
Bai Ye swallowed hard, unsure of Xia Qingyue's intentions. He carefully moved next to her, keeping a close eye on her every move.
Xia Qingyue said with some displeasure, "What are you trying to do by being so cautious? Are you afraid your sister will eat you?"
Bai Ye thought to himself: I'm really scared.
The next moment, Xia Qingyue pulled out a hair dryer from somewhere: "Let me dry your hair."
Bai Ye tentatively asked, "Can I do it myself?"
Xia Qingyue smiled radiantly: "What do you think?"
Bai Ye suddenly stopped moving.
Xia Qingyue began to blow-dry Bai Ye's hair with satisfaction, occasionally reaching out to stroke it, her eyes sparkling with starlight.
She secretly longed for a younger brother and wanted to be a doting brother, but unfortunately, after her father abandoned them, her mother was heartbroken and refused to remarry.
Moreover, none of her relatives' children have younger brothers, although they do have younger sisters, but she still wants a younger brother.
But now, the little man in front of her instantly rekindled her desire to be a doting older sister to her younger brother.
However, this feeling has become somewhat distorted, after all, this is a... younger brother.
Bai Ye enjoyed Xia Qingyue's service. This was the first time he had someone blow-dry his hair while he took a bath. After all, no one except his mother had ever blow-dried his hair before.
This left Bai Ye somewhat bewildered, yet also felt it was a novel experience.
Bai Ye's hair wasn't long, so it was blown out quickly. Xia Qingyue regretfully patted it a few more times before stopping.
Soon Xia Qingyue also got up to take a shower. Before entering the bathroom, she beckoned to Bai Ye with her finger:
"In exchange, you have to blow-dry my hair after I'm done washing it!"
Regardless of Bai Ye's reaction, he went into the bathroom.
Bai Ye was left stunned, pondering life with a bewildered expression.
There's a saying that goes, "You don't know how lucky you are when you're living in good fortune," and that's exactly what Bai Ye is going through right now.
No matter how you look at it, this kind of life is a blessing for Bai Ye.
But for Bai Ye, this benefit was a bit too hot to handle; he couldn't quite grasp it.
Half an hour later, the bathroom door opened.
Bai Ye looked up at the woman who was as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water. Her long, white legs swayed as she walked, captivating his senses.
Xia Qingyue exuded a light fragrance, probably from shower gel or shampoo, which smelled exceptionally pleasant.
She sat down next to Bai Ye, with her back to him, and waited for him to blow-dry her hair.
Bai Ye took a deep breath, cupped her hair, and carefully dried it with a hairdryer. He gently stroked her hair from bottom to top, following the strands. Her hair was very fine and felt smooth to the touch.
The girl's hair was different from his; it seemed to have an extraordinary smoothness and silkiness. Bai Ye played with it, becoming somewhat mesmerized.
Xia Qingyue felt quite relaxed as she enjoyed the breeze. Bai Ye's technique wasn't particularly good, but he was patient and his movements were gentle.
She decided that Bai Ye would become her personal hairstylist from now on.
After drying completely, Bai Ye's hands were still covered in the fragrance of Xia Qingyue's hair, and Bai Ye suddenly felt an urge not to wash his hands.
But he's no fool; mere fragrance won't harm his Daoist heart!
Xia Qingyue did not cause any more trouble after that, and Bai Ye returned to his room unharmed.
I looked up at the ceiling, then at my phone, then at the headphones next to the table.
His face wore an expression of unwavering determination.
As the saying goes, "If I don't go to hell, who will?"
This old monk has already attained complete enlightenment!
He felt it was his duty to exorcise the demons and monsters stored in his phone!
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