Song Shengsheng took the shower head from him and put it back where it belonged: "So, what should we do now?"
"Turn around."
"Oh." Song Shengsheng turned and faced the wall: "Don't fall."
"Um."
She heard the sound of a crutch scraping across the tiled floor. She looked up through the shiny black tiles on the wall and dimly saw Jiang Yiyu standing up with the help of a crutch. Because the ground was a little slippery, he staggered forward, but fortunately he managed to stand firm.
He has a good figure, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist and straight legs. Because he has been doing some body shaping recently, his muscles are evenly spread out, neither too exaggerated nor too thin, and overall very tight and smooth.
To use the words of fans, Jiang Yiyu has a famous figure.
Jiang Yiyu wrapped the clean bath towel that had just been placed on his legs around his waist, took a few steps forward, turned around with difficulty and said okay to Song Shengsheng.
Song Shengsheng covered her eyes with her hands and turned around. She heard Jiang Yiyu chuckle twice. She slightly opened her fingers that were covering her eyes, watched him blink, and looked him up and down: "Can I open my eyes now?"
"Aren't you already watching it?"
Song Shengsheng smiled a little embarrassedly. She put down her hand and walked towards him. She watched the water droplets roll down his skin texture and soak into the bath towel. She cleared her throat unnaturally, looked away, and asked hesitantly: "You... don't need to take care of yourself?"
"Hmm?" Jiang Yiyu glanced down and smiled helplessly: "As long as you don't bother me, I'll be fine in a moment."
"I heard it's bad for your health."
Jiang Yiyu subconsciously took a few steps back and leaned against the wall: "So what? You want to help me?"
Song Shengsheng was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure: "Yes...it's okay."
This time it was Jiang Yiyu's turn to lose his composure. He couldn't catch his breath and coughed a few times due to choking. His face turned red again. Song Shengsheng wanted to reach out and help him breathe smoothly, but after gesturing for a long time, he didn't dare to touch him.
Jiang Yiyu paused for a moment, raised his red peach blossom eyes, and met Song Shengsheng's slightly embarrassed gaze. He smiled and sighed: "My goodness, it turns out that you are not only brave because of watching horror movies."
"You're really not good at flirting, but don't blame me this time. It's you who failed."
Jiang Yi Yu didn't dare to say much. He turned around, supported by his crutches, and fled out of the bathroom in a panic. Song Shengsheng deliberately slowed down his pace, holding his spare clothes, walked half a step behind him, and followed carefully.
After Jiang Yiyu walked back to the bed and sat down, Song Shengsheng took the crutches from his hand and put them against the bedside table. She also placed his change of clothes next to him and asked, "Do you still need my help?"
Jiang Yiyu shook his head: "Forget it, I won't torture myself anymore. I'd better be self-reliant."
"Oh, okay." Song Shengsheng walked around the end of the bed and sat down on the other side of the bed with her back to him: "I promise not to look back."
Jiang Yiyu glanced at her and sighed again.
Song Shengsheng listened to the rustling sound of him struggling to put on his clothes for a long while, then asked, "Why are you so afraid of me seeing you?"
Jiang Yiyu was silent for a moment: "I'm not afraid."
"What is that?"
Song Shengsheng suddenly turned his head, but Jiang Yiyu didn't know.
His hands putting on his clothes suddenly stopped: "I always feel that this is a kind of blasphemy to you."
"But I'm your wife."
Jiang Yiyu felt Song Shengsheng's voice approaching, and he turned around to meet her gaze. "But you are also my princess. For me, just being by your side and being loved by you is already an honor enough. I have the desire to ask for your help, but I don't have the courage yet."
Song Shengsheng really wanted to tell him that love is equal, no one demands anything from anyone, and it's not an honor for anyone to love someone else. But seeing Jiang Yiyu's serious expression, she didn't say anything when the words were on the tip of her tongue. She only said, "I'm just asking. I respect you."
Jiang Yiyu smiled, and his expression changed back to his usual nonchalant one: "However, if you are really curious, I can show it to you. But first, I'm not a biology textbook, so don't study it blindly."
Song Shengsheng chuckled: "You can't be serious for more than two minutes, who wants to watch you!"
"Really? You won't see it again if you miss this opportunity!"
Song Shengsheng knew that this man was just talking tough, and as long as he went over there, he would immediately become timid.
But teasing Jiang Yiyu was truly amusing: "You've come this far, wouldn't it be a bit unreasonable for me not to watch it?"
As Song Shengsheng expected, Jiang Yiyu's expression froze. He avoided Song Shengsheng's gaze and even quickened the pace of putting on his clothes.
Song Shengsheng smiled triumphantly, lay down on the bed, reached out and tugged at the corner of his clothes: "Brother Yi Yu, you haven't been so helpless before."
Seeing that Jiang Yi Yu ignored her with a red face, Song Shengsheng maliciously tugged at his clothes, pinched his arm, and hooked his finger in a casual manner, having a lot of fun.
Finally, Jiang Yiyu couldn't help himself and grabbed her little hand, as if he had made a great decision: "How about... come here."
"What?" Song Shengsheng raised his eyebrows slightly and asked knowingly.
Jiang Yiyu coughed twice: "I said, come here..."
"Did I really go?"
Song Shengsheng originally thought that he would back down, but unexpectedly, Jiang Yiyu actually hummed.
This time it was Song Shengsheng's turn to be in a dilemma. She originally just wanted to tease him, but now it was her turn to be at a loss.
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