Chapter 46 The bathroom is a reward, right? It's definitely a reward. ...
Mu Tingyu subconsciously widened her eyes and stared intently.
His movements as he pulled off his clothes were swift and decisive; the black T-shirt quickly slipped off his body and was caught in his hand, revealing his bare, muscular upper body.
Observing it up close like this is a completely different feeling from watching it from a distance.
He exercises regularly and works all day long, so his muscles are well-defined and smooth, without an ounce of excess fat. His shoulders are broad and straight, and his waist and abdomen are taut, exuding a sense of dormant power. Coupled with the slightly indifferent expression on his face, the sight is simply breathtaking.
Mu Tingyu had been craving it for a long time and had fantasized about it a lot in private, but none of that could compare to this sudden reward.
She couldn't contain herself and stood there, stunned.
Is it a reward? This is definitely a reward.
"......"
"Damn," she muttered unconsciously, "this lousy T-shirt is such a nuisance..."
Xing Ze raised an eyebrow.
"Sooner or later, I'll throw it all away..."
Xing Ze didn't hear what she was muttering, and slowly asked, "Satisfied?"
Mu Tingyu subconsciously replied, "Satisfied..."
Her eyes were wide open, like super bright searchlights, her gaze sweeping over his lean, muscular waist, and then she unconsciously swallowed.
Satisfied, extremely satisfied... such perfect pecs, such perfect abs, such a perfect V-shaped torso...
She wants to draw! Where's her pen? Bring her her pen!!!
Xing Ze was aroused by her gaze, narrowed his eyes, reached out and poked her forehead, and commanded, "Go to sleep."
His real intention was to scare her away so that she would obediently go to bed and rest early.
Because this little rascal looks like a coward with the desire to steal but not the courage. He usually flirts with her and then runs away. Although he likes to touch her when she's clinging to him, once he grabs her wrist, she becomes silent and obedient.
She might say she wants to see, but she'll probably cover her eyes before she even takes her clothes off.
With that thought in mind, he inexplicably pulled up his collar.
It's just taking off clothes, it's really no big deal.
But her reaction seemed to be different from what he had imagined.
Instead of covering her eyes and running away, she stared straight at him, her eyes shining with excitement, open and honest, making no attempt to hide the affection in her eyes.
Her innocent and straightforward gaze kept landing on him all over his body, sticky and gooey, like little hooks.
Now it was he who couldn't hold back anymore.
He repeated in a hoarse voice, "Go to sleep."
Upon hearing his words, Mu Tingyu reluctantly stretched out her paw: "You've already taken your clothes off, let me touch you, just once..."
Xing Ze was two steps away from her. As she spoke, as if afraid he would run away, she quickly stretched out her hand to reach him, her fingertips already touching his alluring, firm abs, and then—
With a soft "pia ji," she got a flick on the forehead.
"Ouch......"
She covered her forehead with both hands, feeling dizzy, and innocently raised her eyes.
Xing Ze, with a stern face, lifted her up.
"W-what happened...why did you suddenly hit me...?"
Xing Ze remained silent, his muscles tense, and tucked her into the blanket, covering her entire body completely.
Mu Tingyu knew very well why she was beaten. Seeing Xingze's face sinking like water, she snickered several times in her heart. She pretended to be aggrieved and touched the place where she had just been beaten, and said loudly: "Why are you ignoring me? Are you angry because I touched you?"
Xing Ze remained silent, looking down at her with a somewhat dangerous expression.
She ignored them all and said haughtily, "Fine, okay, if you won't let me touch you, then don't beg me to touch you in the future."
Xing Ze: "......"
This little rascal acts all innocent, but he secretly groped him several times during the chaos, thinking he didn't know?
Those slender, white fingers landed on him, and it felt like they were on fire.
He practically gritted his teeth as he warned her, "Shut up and go to sleep."
Mu Tingyu blinked: "Okay."
Xing Ze had just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard her say, "Can I touch you after I take a shower?"
"......"
"Come here, I'll beat you up first."
"Oh, how fierce."
Mu Tingyu retorted, then turned over, turned the back of her head towards him, and curled herself into a small bulge.
"......"
His smug and fearless attitude is infuriating; he finally knows what it means to shoot yourself in the foot.
He slowly exhaled, rummaged through the closet for a change of clothes, grabbed them, and quickly went into the bathroom.
A few minutes later, the sound of water dripping could be heard.
Mu Tingyu threw off the covers and got up. She nimbly lifted her injured leg and got out of bed. She hopped on one foot to the bathroom door and reached for her crutch.
Then he turned around and began to tour his room as if inspecting his territory.
His room was a bit bigger than his own, mainly because the long table next to the bed took up a lot of space. On it were some instruments and documents that Mu Tingyu didn't recognize. The computer was off, and there were some papers that looked like sketches scattered around.
Besides these, there's only a bed, a wardrobe, two bedside tables, and a floor-to-ceiling glass cabinet.
There should be a special light inside the cabinet, but she fumbled around for a long time and couldn't find the switch, so she had to press her face against the glass and look inside.
Inside are some models, which are a bit different from the toy models on the market. They look more complex in structure and have more various small parts.
She was a complete novice and couldn't understand it, but Xing Ze had put these things out, which meant he really liked them, so she took a few more glances at them.
After studying them for a long time, she still couldn't figure out how they were assembled together. So, she instinctively reached into her pocket to take out her phone to take some pictures, but found nothing.
She then remembered that her beloved little phone was temporarily out of order and might not be back in a couple of days.
As a 21st-century internet surfing pro with super-fast speeds, and someone who's practically glued to the internet but is now suddenly living without a cell phone...
It didn't seem particularly difficult to get through?
At least now she's remembered to reach for her phone.
Very much progress.
Skipping over the glass cabinets, all that's left to see is the workbench.
The first time she slept here, it was already very late when she went upstairs. She fell asleep immediately and was in a rush to go to class the next day, so she didn't have time to take a closer look at the room's furnishings.
His room, like him, was plain and dull at first glance, with a cold and indifferent feel to it.
The workbench was also monotonous and boring, without even a small ornament. Apart from being a little messy, it was almost untouched by use.
She didn't dare touch the pile of unknown machines, so she looked around somewhat boredly and then focused her attention on the wardrobe and bedside table.
Since bedside tables are too personal items, Mu Tingyu felt embarrassed to look at them, so she turned her attention to the wardrobe.
She carefully grabbed the wardrobe handle, opened it a crack, peeked inside, and then pulled it all the way open.
His wardrobe was entirely black: black T-shirts, black pants, black...
Hmm, I don't see the underwear. I wonder if it's in the long cabinet downstairs.
She ran her finger along the row of black clothes, then leaned in and sniffed.
What's with this flavor? It's so addictive...
It's not a particularly fragrant or strong scent, but it's so irresistible that you want to keep smelling it again and again.
She used to love buying woody perfumes, whether it was cedar, vetiver, or wormwood, but Xing Ze's scent was different from all of them. It made her unconsciously want to get closer to him and have intimate contact with him, and then her mood would inexplicably become very good.
She always believed that wearing perfume was for her own enjoyment. With his clothes, did she not need to buy perfume anymore?
How about we secretly take one with us when she leaves...?
The moment the thought popped into her head, she froze.
—Yes, she'll be leaving in less than a month.
She just came to teach in a rural area and happened to find a boyfriend along the way. She'll leave when her teaching stint ends.
What about the boyfriend?
As Mu Tingyu closed the wardrobe door, she stroked her chin, lost in thought.
Will Xing Ze go with her?
But what about the house? He worked so hard to build it, is he just going to leave it like this?
Moreover, he seemed to be planning to stay here for a long time. Although I didn't know the specific reason why he came here, I asked him before and it seemed that there were some irreconcilable conflicts that led him to decide to live in seclusion.
Then the possibility of him going with her is very small, right?
Mu Tingyu understood him, and of course, she wouldn't force him to go with her.
She doesn't like being pressured, so she doesn't like forcing others to do things against their will.
As for staying behind myself...
She immediately rejected the idea as soon as it came to mind.
There's no way I can stay.
If she stayed, what would happen to the Pampas, the Cliffs of Moher, the Cape of Good Hope, and the Cotopaxi volcano that she longed to visit? The world she yearned for was waiting for her there, and she was determined to go.
She stood there, pondering for a while, lost in thought.
How about we have a long-distance relationship then?
She'll come back to see him when she has time.
It seems like everyone online is saying that long-distance relationships are hard to manage, but she thinks it's alright. She has a cell phone, so if she misses someone, she can just make a video call. Besides, it's not like she's never coming back.
Her thinking was simple: dating doesn't mean being together all the time. Everyone has to live their own lives. Besides, Xing Ze could go on trips with her, and after the trip, they could go back to their own homes.
He'll accept it, right?
I think he will. If he doesn't want to, just coax him. He's so easy to coax, he'll definitely agree.
A nascent problem was thus easily solved, and she felt like a genius.
After wandering around for a while, her wounds started acting up, becoming throbbing slightly, and she also felt a bit sleepy.
Mu Tingyu gently leaned on her cane and returned to the bathroom door.
The sound of water dripping inside continued. While thinking that Xing Ze was taking a long time to shower, she secretly put the cane back in its original place.
Just as I was about to turn around and run away, I suddenly heard a very soft sound coming from the bathroom.
So faint as to be almost inaudible, yet it still cut through the sound of the flowing water and reached her ears with perfect accuracy.
"......"
She suddenly turned her head and stared intently at the door with its frosted coating.
A warm yellow light peeked through the coating, accompanied by the soft dripping sound of water, creating an inexplicably warm and ambiguous atmosphere.
She was wide awake and stood motionless, listening intently, but heard nothing more.
Her heartbeat quickened slowly. She curled her fingers, took a silent breath, and slowly shuffled closer to the door. Then, with utmost care, she gently pressed her ear against the door.
The cool frosted glass touched her burning earlobe, sending a shiver down her spine.
The next second, a sound a hundred times clearer than before rang out and went straight into her ears.
Her thoughts paused for a moment, then her head exploded with a sudden burst of heat, and her temperature rapidly rose to her face and neck.
—It was a suppressed, extremely difficult gasp.
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Author's Note: Tingbao: Is this something I can listen to? [Pleading]
Brother Xing: ......
Tingbao: Speak louder.
Brother Xing: ?
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