Chapter 183 Spring
The house he rented was really small.
Opposite the standard bathtub in old apartments is the washbasin. The mirror cabinet is wiped very clean and is covered with a thin layer of mist.
Su Xia stood in the bathtub taking a shower, the shower head dripping, just enough to reflect her entire hot upper body in the mirror.
There was a time when Su Xiaojuan would take her to the fruit shop to learn to speak when she was a child. Peaches were on the market in June and July. The pink and white peach skin could not withstand bumps and would leave a mark if touched or pinched.
No matter how naughty the child is, he will stop if the boss gives him a few warnings, but Xu Jiqing simply won't listen.
When he wanted to look at her, she couldn't even raise her arms to cover her face. She used her thumbs to hold the soft hem of her skirt, which was piled up and pinched at her waist.
His cold and shallow eyes were slightly raised, his gaze was so obsessed that it seemed as if it was real, and he even wanted to see the air flowing out from between her teeth.
When I didn't want to pay attention to what she said, no matter how much I cried or hit him, it was useless. That piece of thin, slightly translucent white cotton cloth seemed to cover everything.
Xu Jiqing's narrow and handsome face was embedded in her, and his temples rubbed against her bones, making them ache. Her waist unconsciously slumped down, and her fingers grabbed his hair.
Animals seek benefits and avoid harm.
The temperature in North America drops sharply in October, so snakes will only move to the warmest and most humid places and build nests in the darkest and safest corners.
Her flesh and blood are hot, she has the warmest sweetness, and is a spring of flowing honey.
The aging electric water heater has poor temperature control. The water flow that was just right just now suddenly became very hot.
The hot water wrapped in foam slid down the middle of my spine, and the feeling of falling that I had finally recovered from resurfaced again.
It was very subtle and shameful, and two words resurfaced in her mind:
abnormal.
Su Xia turned the water flow to the maximum and quickly rinsed off the bubbles on her body. When she stepped out holding on to the wall, her legs almost fell.
There were two knocks on the bathroom door.
Xu Jiqing's voice sounded at the right time, "Are you okay?"
Su Xia responded quickly.
He added, "Do you need me..."
Before the second half of the sentence was out, Su Xia had already intercepted it, "That's not necessary at all. I can do everything myself. I can blow-dry my hair in ten minutes."
Her eyes wandered everywhere, and she asked, "Do you have a hair dryer?"
Xu Jiqing replied, "No."
"The bathroom isn't well ventilated. If you stay there for too long, you'll run out of oxygen." His voice returned to its usual calm and steady state. "Come out, I'll dry you off."
"... Could you please not stand at the door? It's really scary."
When he said this, Su Xia realized.
Before Xu Jiqing said his first sentence, there was no sign of him coming from anywhere else.
Could he have been standing at the door the whole time?
……abnormal.
"Are you gone?" she asked.
After the footsteps, Xu Jiqing's voice became a little farther away, "Come out."
The original nightgown was no longer wearable, so when she came in she took out a T-shirt of Xu Jiqing's, a simple gray one, loosely covering the middle of her thighs, with the MIT school logo printed on it.
The pinnacle of science and engineering colleges, the temple of human wisdom.
From before sunset to dark, what on earth did she allow Xu Jiqing to do? It was really disgraceful.
Su Xia quickly wiped her hair a few times, and when it was no longer dripping, she wrapped it in a towel and pushed the door open.
As expected, Xu Jiqing was no longer at the door, but standing in front of the refrigerator a few steps away.
The hair on his temples and forehead was still wet, making his skin look even whiter, and his face had a kind of inhuman coldness.
The person was still the same person, but when Su Xia saw his beautiful nose and lips, she felt something was wrong, and she felt dizzy from her head to her lower abdomen.
My language skills were mostly down, and I could only say some nonsense, "Did you wash your face?"
Xu Jiqing looked at her and said, "Yeah."
Her thoughts became even more chaotic, and she blushed as she nitpicked, "Just wash your face and dry it. Why are you leaving this little water?"
Are you asking for credit or reward?
Do we have to make her overthink things?
Remember his whole face and neck sparkling, his eyelashes and chin a mess, as if worshiping and showing off, he leaned over to lick her hand again.
Su Xia had just been stuck in the small bathroom for quite a while.
Even if you wrap your wet hair up, the fluffy hair on the back of your neck will soon get wet by the sweat and curl up and stick to your delicate skin.
Xu Jiqing lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time, but he couldn't help it and rubbed it with his fingertips.
Su Xia's breathing stopped for a moment, and she shrank her neck. "What are you doing?"
"Not wiped dry." Xu Jiqing whispered.
She was speechless.
She felt that if she stayed in front of Xu Jiqing for another second, the atmosphere would become one step closer to being out of control, so she quickly walked around him and took two more steps towards the desk.
It was already dark outside the window.
A desk lamp was turned on in the small room, and the bed sheets were changed. The warm light made it look more humane than during the day.
Her nightgown had been washed and hung on the clothesline by the window next to his shirt. The heater made the hem of her nightgown flutter slightly, and the whole room was filled with the smell of detergent.
It smells cool and pleasant, very Jiqing.
"It will be dry tomorrow morning and you can take it home and wear it," he said.
Su Xia asked, "Did you just wash it by hand?"
Xu Jiqing hummed, "There's a public washing machine on the first floor. It's cleaner to wash by hand."
He paused, not knowing what he remembered, "And it was originally me..."
"Okay, okay, I get it."
Su Xia rushed forward to cover his mouth, and after a while she put her hand down again. "Let's just let the past be the past. It's okay not to say some things so clearly."
The skin on her palm was soft and moist, with a scent of shampoo that had not yet evaporated. Xu Jiqing narrowed his eyes.
"You're not angry?"
"No," she pursed her lips, then raised her eyes and changed her words, "a little bit, you will..."
What will you do in the future?
It seemed strange that he should not pinch so hard, should be more sensible and stop when she pinched his face, or should discuss it with her before doing so.
Su Xia really couldn't find the right words, so she stepped on him with her bare feet.
Xu Jiqing didn't hide, and whispered, "I'll be more careful next time."
Su Xia was so ashamed that she almost wanted to close her eyes.
She half turned sideways and changed the subject, "...are the sheets also hand-washed? Where did you hang them?"
Before she heard what Xu Jiqing said, she saw the answer to this question on the desk beside her.
The dark gray fitted sheet was neatly folded in a square shape and just lay there.
At this point, Su Xia couldn't even utter a word of shock, "Xu Jiqing, please don't tell me you are going to..."
Xu Jiqing laughed, "Who do you take me for?"
Su Xia's almond-shaped eyes were alert like a cat, staring at him without blinking, "You will take it to the laundry room to wash it, right? After you send me away tomorrow."
"meeting."
Xu Jiqing lowered his eyelashes, his eyes clear and calm, "I swear on my morality and dignity."
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