Yuan Jiang stared at his hazy, reddened eyes, and her delicate, luscious lips curved into a smile: "Of course, any request is welcome."
She took two steps, her high heels clicking on the tiled floor, echoing in the quiet room. As Yuan Jiang approached, Shen Xiaomin instinctively took two steps back.
Yuan Jiang took a step forward, and Shen Xiaomin took a step back.
until.......
"Hiss..." Shen Xiaomin's back slammed against the hard, cold wall, and he instinctively gasped.
Yuan Jiang stopped in her tracks, her delicate chin slightly raised: "What are your requirements now?"
The two have very different body types. Shen Xiaomin is nearly 1.9 meters tall. Even wearing a loose and baggy short-sleeved shirt, he can't hide his perfect inverted triangle figure. He has broad shoulders, a narrow waist, strong and powerful arm muscles, and a beautiful neck line. When he spreads his arms, the muscles in his shoulders and back are full of power.
Yuan Jiang glanced down at the faintly visible pectoral and abdominal muscles and guessed that there were eight of them.
In comparison, Yuan Jiang is much smaller. She is about 1.65 meters tall, and even with 7-centimeter high heels, she only reaches Shen Xiaomin's chest. She has to look up to see him.
Despite the significant size difference, Shen Xiaomin was as obedient as a docile puppy in front of Yuan Jiang. He would retreat as she advanced, and he wouldn't even flinch until he bumped into a wall, just staring at Yuan Jiang obediently.
Shen Xiaomin thought about it seriously: "Not now."
"Then let me know when you have it." Yuan Jiang shrugged her thin shoulders and pointed to the bathroom: "Go take a shower first, and wear the new clothes you bought today."
"We'll be going downstairs for dinner later, okay?"
It was the height of summer, and Shen Xiaomin was drenched in sweat. His short-sleeved shirt was soaked with sweat and clung to his body, revealing glimpses of his chest muscles.
"And what about you?" he asked cautiously.
"I'm in the next room. You can come find me if you need anything." After saying that, Yuan Jiang left the room and closed the door behind her.
Hearing the door slam shut, Shen Xiaomin froze for two seconds before realizing Yuan Jiang had left. He stared at the closed door, took two deep breaths, and felt the sweet fragrance permeate his heart. He lowered his eyes in a somber mood.
It felt like my heart was scalded.
He stayed in the same spot for a long time, until the fragrance faded, before Shen Xiaomin opened the snakeskin bag, hung the clothes inside in the wardrobe, took out his personal belongings, stared at them for a moment, then threw them into the trash can. He then carefully arranged the personal belongings that Yuan Jiang had bought for him.
After getting ready, he picked out a loose-fitting white shirt and black European-style trousers, pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then picked up the gray underwear that Yuan Jiang had bought for him and went into the bathroom.
Looking at the unfamiliar equipment, Shen Xiaomin curiously fiddled with the water heater and shower on the wall, as well as a large tub. He tapped on it, and the tub made a crisp sound.
He didn't know what it was, but guessed it was for washing clothes.
Shen Xiaomin glanced down at the patched clothes, took them off, and threw them into the trash can. He would wear the clothes his sister bought for him from now on.
"How do I use it?" Shen Xiaomin curiously examined the shower switch. He had never used these things before, but he had heard of them before. Was it to the left for hot water? Or to the right?
Shen Xiaomin studied it carefully for a long time, but still only had a vague understanding. Frustrated, he frowned, reached out and twisted the nozzle to the right, and boiling hot water gushed out from the showerhead, soaking him completely.
The loud noise startled him, followed by a burning pain on his skin. Shen Xiaomin instinctively dodged to the side, his chest covered in blisters. He raised his hand to turn off the shower and gasped for breath.
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