Xu Yanfeng lives in a room alone, which is a special treatment for him alone.
Which one was it? Xia Xi tapped his chin with his finger and sneaked over following the direction he remembered, turning left and right until he was almost dizzy.
She was so focused that she naturally didn't notice a figure flashing behind her, staring at her with malicious intent.
Xia Xi stopped outside a room and took a deep breath. It seemed to be this room.
She raised her hand to knock on the door, but suddenly she was unsure. What if she made a mistake?
How about sending a message to Xu Yanfeng first?
However, if she asked him in advance, he would most likely stop her.
As Xia Xi hesitated, the door in front of her was opened from the inside. Xu Yanfeng inside and she looked at each other in surprise. Xia Xi secretly said "Wow", it seems that she was not wrong, he lived in this room.
Xu Yanfeng was startled for a moment, and opened his mouth to ask something, but she quickly squeezed past him, closed the door with her backhand, and asked, "What's going on?"
"The hair dryer in the room is broken. I'm going to borrow one." Xu Yanfeng answered her question first, and then remembered what he wanted to ask just now, "Why are you here?"
He had just emerged from the bathroom, still damp from the water. The scent of his usual shower gel was that of the one he'd always used, likely something he'd brought with him instead of the one provided by the B&B. His black hair was damp and drooped carelessly, the tips nearly covering his eyebrows. The eyes beneath them were as still as the deep night sea, always shrouded in a veil of emotion, impossible to discern.
"I... I heard the call from your heart and came to help you solve your problem." Xia Xi said nonsense, but his expression was very serious. "Well, that's it."
Xu Yanfeng leaned against the chest of drawers by the door and looked at her leisurely: "Where's the hair dryer you brought?"
Xia Xi thought quickly: "Is it okay for me to dry you manually?"
Xu Yanfeng let out a chuckle. Could her excuse be any worse?
Xia Xi looked around and her eyes quickly locked on the black backpack on the sofa. She remembered that he had clean towels in his backpack for emergencies. After searching through it, she found that there was more than one.
She took Xu Yanfeng's hand to the sofa, put her palm on his chest, pushed him to sit down, and went around to the back to wipe his hair.
She wrapped her head with a white towel and rubbed it back and forth with her fingers using moderate strength, like rubbing the fur of a big dog - Xia Xi didn't know why she thought of this, and she smiled with her lips pursed, her shoulders shaking. She restrained herself and didn't laugh out loud, otherwise he would ask her what she was laughing at.
The boy's hair is short and dries quickly. Xia Xi used one towel to wipe it until it was half dry, then changed to another towel and continued.
Xu Yanfeng raised his arm and held her hand, worried that she would get tired: "No need to wipe it anymore, it will dry in a while."
"No, someone will say that I am perfunctory and don't cherish what I have. It's such a big pot, I won't take it." Xia Xi broke free and helped him massage his scalp attentively, wiping and pressing.
Xu Yanfeng said helplessly: "Why are you so vindictive?"
Xia Xi didn't argue, and didn't stop until her hair was almost dry. Her arms were sore from lifting them, so she stretched them a few times, gasping for breath with exhaustion. She threw the towel aside, put her arms around Xu Yanfeng's neck from behind, bent down, and rubbed her chin on his shoulder. Taking advantage of the right atmosphere, she asked him, "Can I stay at your place tonight?"
Xu Yanfeng tilted his head, realizing in shock that he had fallen into her trap. She first offered him meticulous service, and then made a request. How cruel would he have to be to refuse her?
After waiting for a long time without hearing his answer, Xia Xi frowned, tightened her grip on his neck, and threatened, "Are you going to agree or not?"
"What if I don't agree to your request?"
"I'm staying here anyway, unless you carry me out and throw me back to my room."
Why would she even bother asking for his opinion? She had already figured out her plan, so his disagreement didn't seem to matter much.
Xu Yanfeng laughed: "The one living with you is..."
"It's Xiaolai!" Xia Xi immediately replied, "I've already told her, she will lock the doors and windows."
Xu Yanfeng held her upper arm and pulled her from behind to the front. She tripped over her slippers and fell on him. She simply didn't get up, adjusted her sitting position, and nestled comfortably in his arms, using him as a human pillow.
"What did you tell her?" Xu Yanfeng asked curiously.
"Tell the truth." Xia Xi said matter-of-factly, "How else can I say it?"
Xu Yanfeng shouldn't have asked too many questions, her train of thought has always been unique.
Late at night, the two of them lay down on the bed, not doing anything, Xia Xi snuggled in his arms, he put his arm around her waist, and they fell asleep in each other's arms. But before they fell asleep, they kissed for a long time.
I forget who took the initiative, perhaps they were both close to each other, their breaths tangled together, kissing until the quilt was warm and a light sweat broke out on their bodies. Xia Xi's nightgown was taken off and thrown to the side of the bed. One shoulder strap was undone, revealing her skin with traces of last night's scars.
Xu Yanfeng rarely said sweet words, but perhaps because he couldn't help himself, he whispered in between kisses: "You look beautiful in this dress."
Xia Xi had already been distracted and lost in thought. After hearing his words, it took her a while to come back to her senses. She first thought about what skirt she was wearing, and then she remembered that it was just an ordinary nightgown.
It was cinnamon pink, with large flowers outlined in black lines. The shoulder straps were two-finger-wide black velvet, adjustable in length. She tied them into a bow, like two black butterflies resting on her snow-white shoulders. Now, one of the butterflies flew away.
"Am I not beautiful in other skirts?" Xia Xi had many questions. "Am I not beautiful without a skirt? Am I not beautiful in person?"
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