Zhang Fanteng sprang up from the chair and ran into the courtyard.
The bathroom was filled with steam and the rich fragrance of orchids wafted through the air. Li Chunyan was completely naked, covered in foam, with only a towel covering her chest.
Her wet hair clung to her body, glistening droplets of water dripping down her hair, tracing her delicate collarbone, and disappearing into the turbulent waves of her hair.
The narrow towel only partially concealed the surging waves, leaving the rest exposed; the glimpses only made it more alluring.
Two fair and slender thighs, dazzlingly white under the bright fluorescent lights, were adorned with glistening water droplets, resembling lustrous mutton fat jade.
Li Chunyan's face was filled with panic, and her voice was trembling with tears: "Zhang Fan, there's a snake."
Zhang Fan peered into the bathroom and saw a chopstick-sized garland snake coiled on the water heater in the corner, flicking its tongue at him.
He walked into the bathroom, and the steaming water hit him, making the orchid fragrance even stronger. With a gentle squeeze, Zhang Fan picked up the snake and threw it out into the yard.
Rat snakes aren't venomous, but it does indicate that there might be snakes around. Tomorrow, I'll go to Liu Li and ask for some sulfur to sprinkle nearby, just to be safe.
Ever since being bitten by a snake, Li Chunyan has developed a deep fear of snakes, and she is still trembling like a leaf in fear.
Zhang Fan gently comforted her, "Sister-in-law, it's safe inside now."
Li Chunyan was still shaken and dared not enter the bathroom, but she was covered in bubbles and felt sticky and uncomfortable. She hugged a towel and asked, "Zhang Fan, are you afraid of snakes?"
"I'm not afraid."
"Could you go to the bathroom and get me some hot water? I'll just rinse off the foam outside and get clean."
Snakes could hide in the gaps between the tiles in the bathroom roof at any time. What if she accidentally fell on herself while she was showering?
If she hadn't glanced up unintentionally, she wouldn't have seen the snake so quickly.
The courtyard is spacious and flat, offering views in all directions, so any snakes can be spotted immediately.
Zhang Fan took a bucket and placed it under the solar water heater to collect water.
Then he carried a bucket of water and placed it in the courtyard.
Zhang Fan was about to leave when Li Chunyan stopped him, saying, "Zhang Fan, I need to rinse my hair. I won't be able to see in a bit. Could you keep an eye out for me? If any more snakes appear, please let me know."
"good."
Zhang Fan nodded and opened his eyes to look at Li Chunyan.
Although her fear of snakes overcame her shame, Li Chunyan was still a little shy. With her back to Zhang Fan, she took a towel, put it in the bucket to soak, and then poured the towel over herself.
Water droplets bloomed on Li Chunyan's body, the crystal droplets reflecting the light of the fluorescent lamp, sparkling like a sky full of stars.
Her wet hair clung to her lower back, outlining her shapely curves, stopping precisely at the narrowest part of her waist, making her exceptionally sexy.
Her long, slender legs had a faint pink tinge at the ankles, like a shy young girl's face.
Li Chunyan washed quickly, and before Zhang Fan could even finish watching her, she put on a black chiffon dress.
Her long, wet hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her slightly flushed cheeks made her look as fresh and refined as a lotus emerging from the water.
Li Chunyan breathed a sigh of relief: "Zhang Fan, you should take a shower too. I'll keep an eye on the snake for you, in case it bites you."
There's still plenty of clean water in the bucket; you can wash directly with it.
Zhang Fan wanted to refuse, but Li Chunyan acted quickly and there was no time for him to refuse.
She stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Fan's shirt, and pulled it up, revealing his muscular physique.
His upright posture, well-developed muscles, prominent pectoral muscles, and clearly defined eight-pack abs, combined with his bronze skin, made him a walking embodiment of masculinity.
His muscles were neither too big nor too small, just right for women's aesthetic preferences.
Li Chunyan used the slippery soap to lather Zhang Fan's entire body, applying it very carefully, leaving no corner untouched.
Zhang Fan had no idea whether she was applying soap to him or taking advantage of him.
Li Chunyan lingered on Zhang Fan's latissimus dorsi muscles for an unusually long time. Perhaps because they weren't face-to-face, Li Chunyan was able to be more uninhibited.
Her slender fingers rubbed gently on her latissimus dorsi muscles, the movements more like a massage.
The distinct grooves of the latissimus dorsi muscles, each one almost as if meticulously sculpted by the Creator, are nearly perfect, making one's blood boil.
After scrubbing for an unknown amount of time, Zhang Fan noticed that the bathwater had gotten cold before Li Chunyan finally rinsed him off.
Zhang Fan covered his groin and let Li Chunyan pour water on him.
Seeing his awkward manner, Li Chunyan couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Even a fool knows how to be shy, your sister-in-law isn't going to eat you."
She poured the last drop of water, and Li Chunyan used her handkerchief to wipe Zhang Fan dry, leaving Zhang Fan with the fragrance of orchids from her.
Li Chunyan slapped Zhang Fan's pert buttocks with her palm, and with a "smack," the buttocks bounced back very elastically.
Zhang Fan felt like he was being teased.
He hadn't brought any clothes and was planning to go in and change, but Li Chunyan stopped him: "You can't be exposed to cold air after taking a shower, or you'll get rheumatism when you get old."
Li Chunyan went to Zhang Fan's room to find clothes, while Zhang Fan waited at the door, covering his groin.
His current body is immune to the cold air from the air conditioner; even if he were soaked in a thousand-year-old icy pool, he could endure it for a long time.
Li Chunyan found a T-shirt and baggy pants for Zhang Fan to change into: "Let's go."
Zhang Fan sat in the room enjoying the air conditioning, while Li Chunyan dried her hair with a hairdryer.
These appliances were all purchased by Bai Rou'er. When she visited Zhang Fan's house before, she saw that there was nothing there, so she bought a lot of small appliances as moving gifts.
Zhang Fan looked at Li Chunyan's hair, which was blowing in the wind, and kept thinking about how to confess to her.
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