bath
Pan Yue's shoulders rose slightly, and he finally showed some emotion. He lowered his shoulders, lifted his drooping eyelids, and gave her a meaningful look.
Zhu Shiyi's face flushed instantly, and he silently lowered his head, pretending to enjoy eating.
So what exactly did Pan Yue mean?
Could you please explain this more clearly? This is incomprehensible.
Did he agree or not?
She racked her brains, trying to think of a way to make a hole in her head.
Forget it, the sooner I die, the sooner I'll be reborn.
"So what I was talking about..." she glanced furtively at Pan Yue, "did you agree?"
......
Why bring up something you shouldn't talk about?
Pan Yue glanced at him, his eyes saying, "What do you think?"
Zhu Shiyi felt a cool sensation on her body, as if she already knew the answer, but she wanted a more definite answer: "Will you agree or not?" Her fingers unconsciously gripped the spoon, poking at the clams in the bowl against her will, just torturing them, stubbornly refusing to eat them.
Pan Yue sighed silently, scooped up a couple of spoonfuls of porridge, and mumbled with his head down, "...Hmm."
Zhu Shiyi then gave up, mixed the clam with the porridge, stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it, giving it a quick and satisfying meal.
After the meal, Pan Yue went to pay the bill, with Zhu Shiyi following behind him.
She wasn't worried about what might happen tonight, because in her eyes, Pan Yue would keep his promise.
She believed in Pan Yue.
Pan Yue would certainly not force her to do anything she was unwilling to do.
...Besides, it's not a matter of whether she wants to or not. When her period comes, even if she wants to, it's difficult to do so!
--
After checking in and swiping his card to enter, and going out for necessary communication, Pan Yue remained almost completely silent. The hotel was quiet at midnight, with few people coming and going, making the silence even more amplified by the breathing of those around him, creating an awkwardly quiet atmosphere.
Zhu Shiyi tried to speak, but her first words were a fatal question: "Why aren't you saying anything?"
Fortunately, Pan Yue was well-versed in the art of manipulating people and used a human-machine formula to reply: "I didn't mean to be silent." Then he swiped his card and entered the room.
Zhu Shiyi followed him into the house, changed into slippers, and no one spoke.
This wasn't the first time they'd been in the same room, and she didn't understand why it felt so awkward.
Zhu Shiyi's stomach rumbled softly, and alarm bells rang instantly. During menstruation, women are prone to diarrhea due to their bodily systems, which is perfectly understandable. But the problem was, this rumbling stomach was incredibly untimely!
Zhu Shiyi wanted to use the restroom, but the bathroom door was made of frosted glass, and she was facing Pan Yue. She felt really embarrassed to make any noises in private.
She tugged at Pan Yue's sleeve, lowered her head, and asked in a low voice, "Could you please leave for a moment?"
Pan Yue asked, puzzled, "Why?"
Speaking up was even more awkward than remaining silent.
A sudden inspiration struck Zhu Shiyi, and she quickly said, "I'm on my period and I didn't bring any sanitary napkins. Could you go buy some for me?"
Pan Yue's eyes flickered.
"......good."
He felt a little uncomfortable.
Zhu Shiyi smiled obsequiously at him: "Don't buy the wrong ones, make sure you get the pajamas!"
......
With Pan Yue gone, Zhu Shiyi felt relieved and dared to sit on the toilet to quickly relieve himself. He waited for a while, but Pan Yue didn't return.
Zhu Shiyi sent a message asking: 【Haven't you bought it yet?】
Pan Yue: [Bought it.]
Zhu Shiyi: [Why aren't they back yet?]
Pan Yue: [I'm in the lobby, there's something I need to discuss.]
What else could happen in the hotel lobby?
Zhu Shiyi didn't dwell on it too much. While brushing her teeth, she wondered if she should take a shower. She had already showered in her dorm tonight, but she had eaten dinner and sweated a bit in the restaurant.
......
Should I sleep with someone, or should I take a shower?
She took off her clothes and decided to take a quick, intense shower.
*
Hotel lobby restroom.
Pan Yue finished tidying up, picked up the sanitary napkins, and went up to his room on the seventh floor.
He swiped his card to enter, the sound of flowing water mingling with the soft humming of music. He instinctively looked towards the source of the sound, and through the blurry glass door, he saw a fair, slender figure.
His blood rushed to his brain, and Pan Yue stared intently for several seconds. The sparse shadow was there, its brilliance undiminished by the dimness, half-hidden, half-revealed, fantastical and mysterious, adding to its charm and inspiring endless imagination...
He abruptly interrupted his thoughts, lowered his eyes, and looked away.
*
After taking a shower and turning off the water, Zhu Shiyi noticed footsteps when the sound of the water stopped. She couldn't help but feel a little nervous and asked softly, "You're back?"
"Hmm," Pan Yue said in a low voice.
Zhu Shiyi instinctively reached to dry herself off before leaving, only to realize that she hadn't brought a bath towel or a clean sanitary napkin.
Just then, Pan Yue asked, "Where should I put the things?"
The cramped bathroom was filled with humid, hot steam, making it hard to breathe.
"Just leave it by the door, I'll get it," Zhu Shiyi took a deep breath and tried to keep her voice normal. "Could you also get me the bath towels? Just hang them by the door."
The people outside were silent; she didn't hear a sound, only feeling her own heart.
She couldn't help but ask, "Did you hear that?"
Then there were some sounds outside. There was a light rustling sound, like a plastic bag being torn, and with the shadowy figure peeking through the glass door, Zhu Shiyi guessed that someone was probably getting her a sanitary napkin; the shadowy figure moved, and she heard a few more footsteps, followed by a muffled rummaging sound. The shadowy figure behind the door gradually grew larger, and stopped when it got close. She heard him put it down.
Zhu Shiyi's fair hand involuntarily reached forward and placed on the chest of the shadowy figure. She heard a heartbeat, which seemed to be her own, yet also as if it were the heart of the shadowy figure behind the door.
In an instant, the dark figure vanished, followed by the sound of a door closing; Pan Yue must have left.
Before his heartbeat had stopped and his face was flushed, Zhu Shiyi opened the door, picked up a bath towel, and found that his body heat still lingered on the not-so-soft towel.
She quickly tidied herself up, walked to the door and opened it. Pan Yue was leaning against the wall outside. When he saw her come out, he turned around and went into the house without saying a word.
The tranquil night is like a silent prayer, mysterious and captivating.
Pan Yue grabbed a bath towel and went into the bathroom.
......
The sound of water broke the silence of the night, neither too loud nor too soft, just right to be neither annoying nor impossible to ignore. If you listened carefully, it was just a babbling brook, but when she tried not to pay attention, it became a cascading waterfall, roaring like thunder and rain.
With a shifty look in his eyes, Zhu Shiyi, covered by the blanket, quietly peeked at the frosted glass door.
The figure was just moving when he shook his head, his hair flying in the air. He raised his hand and swept it back, revealing a perfectly curved forehead.
Zhu Shiyi stared intently, casting aside all notions of benevolence, righteousness, and propriety, seeing and hearing anything that was improper.
The sound of water stopped abruptly. He was like the protagonist of a shadow play, constantly changing. Zhu Shiyi was watching with great interest when he suddenly pushed open the door, startling her so much that she quickly turned over, leaving Pan Yue with a tightly wrapped back view, not daring to utter a sound.
Judging from the sound, Pan Yue first brushed his teeth, then dried his hair. The hairdryer was making a loud rumbling sound, like Zhu Shiyi's heart was speaking.
......
Did he see her peeking?!
......
The booming sound stopped, followed by several crisp footsteps, each louder than the last. Then, with a snap, the lights suddenly dimmed, and the bed behind him sank half an inch—he had gotten into bed.
Pan Yue didn't speak, but Zhu Shiyi felt feverish and kept feeling like a gaze was watching her.
The short videos on her phone had long since faded into obscurity; Zhu Shiyi couldn't remember what she had watched at all, and now she had no desire to scroll through them any further.
She composed herself, turned off her phone, and silently turned over, immediately meeting Pan Yue's gaze. In the dim light, his eyes flickered, but he didn't flinch. Leaning against the headboard, he quietly looked down at her, his eyes as tender as water.
"I thought you were asleep." Pan Yue put his phone on the bedside table, lay down, but didn't get into bed.
The temperature near my ears seemed to have risen a bit.
"No," Zhu Shiyi said softly, shifting her position slightly to the side as she thought of him, resting her head on his arm, which was firm yet soft, and felt very comfortable to lean on.
Pan Yue's eyes suddenly darkened.
Zhu Shiyi didn't look up at him. She moved forward again, lifted the blanket, and pulled him into the covers as well. With the blanket no longer in the way, she leaned forward and rested her head entirely on Pan Yue's shoulder.
The cushion under her face gradually became hot, so hot that her ears felt like they were being roasted, which was extremely uncomfortable.
"It's so hot," she complained, turning over and bobbing away from Pan Yue, then lifting half of the blanket. "Why are you so hot?"
Pan Yue took a silent breath, propped himself up, and adjusted the room temperature with the heater.
The air conditioner beeped twice, the whooshing sound stopped, and the space became even quieter.
Zhu Shiyi didn't say anything, and Pan Yue didn't look at her either, picking up the brush again. Zhu Shiyi secretly observed him, then leaned closer: "Why are you standing so far away?" She was completely unaware that she was the one who had turned the tables on him.
She snuggled into his arms, covered him with a blanket, and rubbed against his chest, saying, "Hug me."
Pan Yue put down his phone, put his arm around Zhu Shiyi, and she cried out in pain.
You're stepping on my hair!
...always startled.
Pan Yue resignedly stood up and helped her smooth her hair.
Finally, he did what she wanted. She smiled and, like a kitten, nudged forward a couple more times, scratching him with her paws.
He was helpless and let her do whatever she wanted, but the kitten became more and more mischievous, and the warm cushion seemed to want to crawl into his clothes.
A jolt ran through his chest, and Pan Yue suddenly pinched that soft cheek hard.
"Don't punish me!" Zhu Shiyi shouted in a high-pitched voice, but because he was being restrained, his resistance was muffled.
She grabbed his hand, shook her head, and forced him to let go. Once free, she quickly rubbed her face and complained angrily, "Your hands are so hot too."
"Your claws are hotter."
Pan Yue was indeed hot and didn't want to cover himself with the blanket, but Zhu Shiyi covered him with it again because she wanted to be covered and also wanted to hug him. He had no choice but to give up.
The girl darted to his neck and took a deep sniff.
Her soft breath tickled his neck, making him itch with desire. Pan Yue grabbed her wrist, stopping her from moving.
Zhu Shiyi wouldn't give up. She playfully rubbed her head against his chin and kept moving around, whining and fussing, "I'm not wearing pajamas! Waaah... I can't sleep comfortably no matter what!"
Soft flesh nestled against him, arching wildly, and his blood surged once more. Pan Yue lowered his gaze, glancing at her soft chest, its gentle rise and fall more alluring than a spoken invitation.
A primal, untamed feeling surged through my mind.
"Then sleep naked."
......
Zhu Shiyi's eyes widened in an instant, and a heat crept up from his neck to his ears.
“...You rascal!” she scolded playfully, then quickly hid in his arms, not daring to look at him.
Pan Yue took a deep breath, his heart pounding faster than when he played basketball in school. The vulgar words slipped out, and the next second he was filled with fear. He was afraid she would be disgusted and despise his heart, yet he also longed for her to be shy. When she buried her face in his chest, an indescribable pleasure surged through him.
As expected, all men are perverts; he couldn't escape it either.
......
In any case, such words should never be said again.
Suddenly.
Zhu Shiyi slightly raised her neck, half-hidden under the blanket, revealing only her two big, dark eyes, blinking brightly like the lively pupils of a deer.
Do you usually sleep naked at home?
Her sweet, soft voice trailed off.
Pan Yue's heart skipped a beat.
"......meeting."
She seemed even more curious: "Do you wear underwear?"
Pan Yue: ......
Pan Yue felt as if a fire was burning in his chest, and a faint ache was rising somewhere. He pulled back the covers and got up without saying a word.
"Wear it," he said, his back to her, suppressing the heat and concealing his wicked thoughts, "It's too hot to sleep in clothes."
With a single hand, Pan Yue took off his shirt and headed towards the bathroom.
Staring at those perfectly sculpted back muscles, glistening with sweat, Zhu Shiyi couldn't help but swallow hard.
So damn sexy.
......
The gurgling sound of water resumed, like a sudden downpour before a storm, stirring a sense of unease.
The bathroom door opened again, and Pan Yue stood out naked. Zhu Shiyi was so frightened that she closed her eyes, but couldn't help but open them a crack. The man was shirtless, and water droplets fell from his neck to his shoulders, gathering into a lake on his collarbone. The water then cascaded down like a mountain waterfall.
Summoning her courage, Zhu Shiyi opened her eyes a little wider, then immediately relaxed, exhaling a breath and opening them fully. Thank goodness, there was nothing inappropriate for children; he was still wearing pants.
"Where are your clothes?" Zhu Shiyi asked, craning her neck as she was wrapped in the blanket.
"Go to sleep, I don't want to wear anything." The man, half-naked, simply threw off the covers and lay down.
The touch of her bare body on her palm startled her. Her eyes darted around in a daze, and she pursed her lips slightly before mustering her courage to speak.
"Are you... are you going to sleep naked?"
He doesn't stutter when he speaks.
Pan Yue grunted in agreement: "It's my habit."
Zhu Shiyi swallowed hard again, silently telling herself, "It's okay, I don't mind."
......
He had just finished showering, and his body still radiated coolness, which subtly beckoned people to come closer in the warm bed.
She subtly shifted a few inches to the side, without making a sound.
The cool, bare skin gently touched my knuckles, like an ice pop on a hot day, refreshing and soothing.
She moved closer again, her little fingers gently caressing him as she climbed onto his body.
Pan Yue remained motionless, but it felt as if fire was burning on her head, the heat seeming to burn her through.
Her fingers trembled slightly, and her eyelids felt incredibly heavy. She dared not lift her eyes, and just kept touching him.
My wrist was gripped again.
“Zhu Shiyi,” Pan Yue gasped, his voice slightly hoarse, “Are you going to sleep or not?”
"Sleep," Zhu Shiyi said, refusing to look up or face him, determined to see this through to the end. "Can't we sleep cuddling?"
Her other free hand quietly reached up to his waist. There seemed to be a slight movement there; she felt the shape of his breath.
Like a newborn child who has tasted sweetness, her hands became even more restless, groping around and slowly moving back and forth, searching for the next cave where treasure was hidden.
Pan Yue suddenly took off his glasses.
A surge of heat enveloped her wrists, her hands were suddenly gripped, a dark glint flashed in her eyes, her arms were forcefully restrained to her sides, and as the world spun around her, an irresistible force pressed down on her lips.
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