I sat in the fragrant rose bubbles for a while, and my body was filled with the fragrance of flowers from head to toe. I got up and washed my hair and body under the shower, and I felt much more relaxed.
She wrapped herself in a soft, light white bathrobe and blew her hair dry in front of the oversized mirror, letting the scent of her shampoo shine through. After scrubbing her face with the face cream on the sink, Zhang Moyan stuffed her clothes into the laundry basket, opened the bathroom door, and stepped out.
The moment she pushed the door open, she was so scared that she almost screamed. Xiao Xingyu was leaning against the door, holding a cigarette and looking at her sideways.
“…”
“…”
The two were only half a meter apart, and the picture remained frozen for at least ten seconds.
Zhang Moyan's fingers gripping the door handle gradually began to necrotize. Looking down at the ground, she saw several cigarette butts lying there...
So, when she was taking a shower, there was actually a man standing on the other side of the door?
I looked at the hollow frosted glass on the bathroom door with a dumbfounded look, my mind frantically wondering if this door would reflect any image that shouldn't be reflected!
Looking at Xiao Xingyu, whose posture remained unchanged and whose expression was gloomy, Zhang Moyan spoke for a long time: "Teacher Xiao, why are you here?"
The woman who had just come out of the bath, with her slightly damp long hair hanging down her shoulders, had fair skin that was saturated with water, and her skin was puffy and shiny from the excess water molecules. Her apple cheeks, steamed by the heat, were glowing red, and she was as tender as a dewy rose. She exuded an aura of wanting to be abused, and people wanted to pinch her when they saw her.
"ah!"
Xiao Xingyu suddenly hugged her tightly, and amid the woman's screams, he opened the cigarette with his long fingers and sprayed a puff of white mist into her collar.
"If you want to seduce me, just do it directly. No need to beat around the bush!"
Zhang Moyan coughed several times due to the choking. She was so frightened that she struggled desperately and denied it subconsciously: "How could I seduce you? Let me go!"
But the more they struggled, the closer they stuck to each other.
"A man lives on the same floor with you, and you're still taking a shower?" Xiao Xingyu squeezed his arms tightly and pinched her waist in punishment.
The next second, he stared at the delicate clavicle exposed in the collar: Oh my god, there is no way under this bathrobe...
Neither of them dared to move rashly.
Zhang Moyan looked towards the corridor with difficulty, and saw that the light in the room next to her was on. She covered her mouth in surprise: "What's going on... When I came up just now, that room, that room was dark..."
Her neck twisted stiffly, and when she met Xiao Xingyu's indescribable gaze, she belatedly lowered her voice: "You, you live next door?"
Xiao Xingyu's eyes were dark, his long drooping eyelashes cast a shadow, and his alluring face was filled with the expression "What do you think?"
Zhang Moyan was stunned, her tongue tied in shock. "Then, then Aunt Wang, she didn't tell me..."
"Really?" Xiao Xingyu narrowed his eyes like a fox and questioned, but his mind was full of thoughts: fuck, why does it feel so comfortable to hold this in my arms!
"I really didn't know that she arranged me to live next door to you... She, she didn't tell me." Zhang Moyan groaned in her heart. It was such an injustice that she could never clear herself of it even if she jumped into the Yellow River!
She struggled slightly, using her arms to create distance between herself and Xiao Xingyu. A thin layer of sweat soon broke out on her face: "Don't be a hooligan..." Her voice was as weak as a cat.
"Oh?" Xiao Xingyu didn't listen and instead leaned over to kiss her earlobe maliciously, lowering his voice, "At this time yesterday, we were doing things a hundred times more outrageous than this hooligan!"
Zhang Moyan's face suddenly turned red, half of her body stiffened on the spot, and a numbing feeling of shame ran down her back.
The dim light in the corridor dyed the woman who had just taken a bath a creamy honey color. All she could smell in her nose was her body fragrance mixed with the scent of roses. If she hugged him again, she would have a physiological reaction.
Xiao Xingyu released the shackles, and Zhang Moyan quickly took several steps back. Her back hit the half-open bathroom door with a "bang", and she shrank her shoulders in pain.
Xiao Xingyu felt a pang of pain, but recovered in an instant: "You are my personal bodyguard. What's wrong with Aunt Wang placing you next to me?"
Zhang Moyan opened her mouth and thought for a long time: "I thought I was the only one living here. If she told me you were next door, I would definitely not... I would be more careful."
Xiao Xingyu leaned forward and said, "You don't need her to tell you. You should know if you just think about it."
He said some critical words, but couldn't help but touch her head with his hands.
Zhang Moyan was frozen from head to toe by his touch, her mind a mess. It took her a while to react. She turned away and said hastily, "I, I'm going to bed."
He left without saying anything, and after taking two steps, he heard someone's unhappy voice behind him: "Wait a minute!"
Zhang Moyan stopped and turned his back to the people: "Is there anything else?"
"Come to my room."
Zhang Moyan was frightened out of her wits again, and stammered, "Go, what are you going to do in your room?"
Xiao Xingyu put out his cigarette: "Let's talk."
"Talk, what are you talking about?" Zhang Moyan's nerves trembled, and he trembled and made his attitude clear. "We can talk about it tomorrow. I'm going to bed now."
"Are you that sleepy?"
"……Um."
He insisted on going to sleep, and there seemed to be no sound behind him. Zhang Moyan thought he had been given permission and walked towards the room.
"Let's talk about what to do about our issue. It's up to you whether you want to come or not." The voice behind came slowly.
Talk about their business?
Then... do you want to go and talk?
If the atmosphere was good, maybe she could mention asking him to go home with her.
Zhang Moyan was torn between her conscience and her conscience. In the middle of the night, a single man wanted a woman to come into his room. It was too dangerous to imagine. Her mind told her that she absolutely could not go.
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