Chapter 17 Taking a bath isn't like this...
How much did he believe this time? In most cases, Ling Qiu was observing the monster's expression. She found that if she looked closely enough, the monster's emotions were not entirely unpredictable.
After finishing Li Jiale's order, her brain-dead boss woke up and asked her what she had withdrawn.
Ling Qiu ignored him and went to the refrigerator in the kitchen to take out a bottle of nutrient solution. After unscrewing the cap, she poured it directly into her mouth. She had already drunk hundreds of bottles of this awful-tasting nutrient solution and was able to keep a straight face.
"What is that?" Anbot quickly walked over, his gaze falling on the plastic tube in Ling Qiu's hand, which still contained a few drops of icy blue transparent liquid.
"Nutritional solution can supplement the nutrients needed by the human body," Ling Qiu said. However, hers was the cheap version, so it wasn't very effective. She only took it to ensure a balanced intake of nutrients and to avoid getting sick.
She can't eat meat, and her body is already quite weak. If she doesn't eat these unpalatable reagents, her lifespan will be shortened by several years.
"Would you like to try some?" Ling Qiu handed it over. To be honest, she was very curious whether this monster had a sense of taste. He had eaten the instant noodles with great relish last time.
Anbote reached out and took it. He drank it decisively, not at all worried that what Ling Qiu gave him was poisoned.
Ling Qiu watched him swallow it expressionlessly, then frowned and said, "Oh no."
“I also think this feeling is terrible, but I have no choice.” Ling Qiu closed the refrigerator door, feeling a little regretful that she was missing a bottle of nutrient solution, but as long as Anbot could help her make money, these were not problems.
She needed to take a shower, but Anbot was still there. Ling Qiu hesitated for a moment whether to warn him not to peek, but then felt that her warning would probably be useless.
So Ling Qiu went straight into the bathroom and started taking off her clothes.
Even though she locked the door, and even though Amber never came in, she still heard that voice above her head the moment she took off her clothes.
"You have a little belly." He simply commented, without any hint of praise or criticism.
Ling Qiu felt that Anbote was mocking her. Most women in Mante City were very strong, with solid abdominal muscles, but Ling Qiu couldn't have that. She simply couldn't do a lot of exercise; it would be too damaging to her heart and lungs.
“Of course you’ll get a little belly from sitting for a long time,” Ling Qiu replied coldly, her fingers hovering over her bra and panties, hesitating slightly.
This was the first time she had ever livestreamed herself taking a shower. Although she knew the other person was a non-human monster, the psychological barrier wasn't something that could be overcome so easily.
She gripped the hem of her pants tightly, about to pull them down, when she felt something sticky and cold slide down her stomach, as if it were stroking her.
Ling Qiu was stunned, and then she heard another comment: "You look very cute here."
Ling Qiu: "..."
Suppressed resentment can be infuriating, so Ling Qiu spoke up at this moment: "Do you know that when someone is taking a shower, they don't like others watching?"
He told her, "I am not just anyone."
Ling Qiu thought to himself, "That's true. He's not even human."
“I’m your boyfriend,” he emphasized.
Ling Qiu: "..."
Just as she thought, this pervert wasn't going to look away. She took a few deep breaths, tried to ignore the intense gaze, and then started taking a shower.
The water was turned up high, and the rushing sound of the water filled the air. The water flowed around her tightly, giving Ling Qiu a strange sense of security.
But she could still feel that gaze hadn't disappeared; in fact, it was growing stronger.
There was a strange feeling... Ling Qiu felt as if the water on her body had turned into wandering hands. She couldn't explain it. Her consciousness was very clear that it was water, but when she closed her eyes, she felt as if her whole body was being caressed.
After several attempts, Ling Qiu opened her eyes.
She said, "Want to shower together, Amber?"
If one absolutely has to be spied on throughout the entire process, then a physical observer is obviously much more reassuring than an intangible one.
“You should know that I’m very clean, right?” Ling Qiu said. “I’m used to washing my body every day, and of course I hope my boyfriend is the same way.”
“After all, we’ll be hugging and stuff, won’t we?” she added.
Even now, Ling Qiu still wasn't entirely confident that Anbote would obediently come out and wash with her, after all, she hadn't yet managed to get under control of this monster.
However, the next second, as soon as she finished speaking, she felt the water on the ground begin to thicken, turning from invisible water into something tangible. It was on the ground, on the walls, and on the ceiling. Something squeezed in through the crack in the door, and the small bathroom was instantly sealed off.
Then the liquids continued to gather and take shape, like grains of sand forming a tower, eventually becoming the likeness of Li Jiale, standing before her.
"You invited me?" He raised an eyebrow, and you could tell from that expression that he was in a good mood.
"Hmm," Ling Qiu responded with a faint smile. "Isn't it normal for boyfriends and girlfriends to do this together?"
Sure enough, the moment this guy appeared in front of her, the strange sensation in the water disappeared.
You pervert! You were just touching her under the cover of water, weren't you?
Ling Qiu pretended nothing was wrong and took a bath with the monster.
He acted as if he had never taken a bath, doing whatever Ling Qiu did without any rhythm of his own. For example, Ling Qiu had just showered, and now she was applying shower gel to herself.
But He was still wearing clothes, so he started applying shower gel, just like Ling Qiu did.
Ling Qiu's obsessive-compulsive disorder made her unable to bear it any longer. She was silent for two seconds, then pulled Anbot over. He didn't seem as heavy as he looked; instead, he was extremely light, just like the two feet that Ling Qiu had cut off before, light and weightless.
Anbot was pulled over by her in an instant, and the two even bumped into each other. He squeezed in, and in the small bathroom, Ling Qiu's foot slipped, and her back quickly pressed against the cold wall.
Then she was completely sandwiched between the wall and the monster; her wet clothes seemed not to exist, and only her skin clung to her.
Ling Qiu subconsciously pursed her lips. Why was He so gentle?
It was as if only His weight was light, and nothing else changed except that His body temperature was cold, and all His senses were the same as a human's.
Ling Qiu felt something touching her again, but Anbot's hands were hanging at his sides, their bodies were pressed together, and Anbot didn't make any other movements.
Standing in front of her was a male model with a fantastic physique. So what if she touched him?
Ling Qiu suppressed the strange feeling of being touched, then raised her hands and placed them on either side of his waist, reaching out to lift his clothes to take them off.
She spoke softly, "That's not how you take a bath."
The shower was on, and the water soaked both of them. The shower gel dissolved, and white foam piled up all over the floor.
She reluctantly helped him take off his shirt, and during this time, Anbote just stood there, motionless, with his eyes downcast, like a little dog waiting obediently.
As Ling Qiu finished taking off her clothes and was about to touch his pants, she heard him say, "Isn't that right? I did the right thing."
How could she forget that this pervert had already seen her taking a bath before this?
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