"Could you... fetch me a basin of hot water? And a towel too?"
Bai Xiaoruo thought that even if she couldn't go to the bathroom to take a shower, she should at least wipe her body with a hot towel so that she could sleep better.
That was exactly what she wanted to say to him, but before she could even finish speaking, he misunderstood her meaning and deliberately tried to scare her.
Although their relationship is relatively peaceful now, and he doesn't seem to dislike her as much anymore, Bai Xiaoruo always feels that Xuan Mingyu still has something on his mind. They are not close enough yet, and he would never tell her about himself.
Perhaps the reason he wouldn't touch her was because he genuinely saw her as a child.
The two people are so far apart in age, and they became husband and wife by some strange coincidence. They don't know each other's interests or hobbies at all, let alone how to develop their relationship.
That's fine too. Let her stay a child for a few more years and deal with that kind of thing later. Although Aunt Qin and Lin Suqing would always nag Bai Xiaoruo about how to seize the opportunity, how to get close to Xian Mingyu, and how to win his favor, Bai Xiaoruo got a headache just thinking about it.
I'm really not prepared at all right now.
Having a baby, transforming from a girl into a woman, becoming the young mistress of the Xian family, and being a qualified wife... Bai Xiaoruo still has so many things she is not ready for.
"Hmm." Xuan Mingyu wasn't impatient at all. He went straight into the bathroom to get her hot water and also got Bai Xiaoru a brand new towel.
He put the hot water basin and towels on the bedside table for her. Now everything is ready, right? This little girl won't keep asking him for favors anymore, will she?
Apart from the addition of Bai Xiaoruo, this troublesome girl, Xuan Mingyu's schedule tonight is the same as usual: a huge pile of documents to review, and a business trip tomorrow afternoon. He won't have the leisure time she does.
"Alright, I'm going to work. Any further problems you have are none of my business. If you bother me again, even if you're injured and can't walk right now, I'll still throw you out of here." With a slightly threatening tone, Xuan Mingyu gave Bai Xiaoru a final, serious warning before opening the door and leaving.
Bai Xiaoruo still had many things she wanted to say to him, but she didn't get to.
When the two bodyguards at the door saw Xian Mingyu come out, they bowed to him respectfully.
"You two keep an eye on her. If she needs anything, try your best to meet it. You don't need to report to me."
"yes!"
After Xian Mingyu left, Bai Xiaoruo glanced at the doorway a few more times, remaining vigilant.
Once she was sure no one would come in, she took off her glasses and put them aside. She then started to take off her clothes, wet a towel with hot water, wiped her face first, then wet the towel again, wrung it out slightly, and slowly wiped her body.
After drying off, he put on the shirt that Xian Mingyu had given him earlier and buttoned it up.
Although it was the smallest size for Xian Mingyu, it was still quite loose for Bai Xiaoruo's already slender frame. If she stood on the ground, it would cover her bottom without any problem.
Although the shirt had been washed previously and Xuan Mingyu rarely wore it, Bai Xiaoruo could still smell that there was a faint scent of him on the shirt. It felt as if he were embracing her.
After applying the ointment left by the doctor and eating some food, Bai Xiaoruo covered herself with the blanket and lay down.
This is the bed that Hsien Ming-yu usually sleeps in.
His traces can be found everywhere in the room.
Oh my god, even though he's not here now, I still can't help but miss him. This feeling is so strange. He was only nice to me once or twice, but he ignored me for months on end.
Ugh! This feeling is awful!
Bai Xiaoruo gently patted her face, silently repeating to herself, trying to clear her mind and stop thinking about Xian Mingyu.
I need to think more about the competition, and Grandpa's birthday is in a few days. I haven't saved up enough money to buy him a gift yet.
Because Aunt Qin had told Bai Xiaoruo before that what Xian Zhengsen liked most was calligraphy and collecting antiques, and he especially admired people who had beautiful handwriting.
Bai Xiaoruo thought about it for several days and was still struggling with the problem. She couldn't afford antiques, and even if her handwriting was beautiful, she was too embarrassed to show it off in front of her grandfather.
I can only think of a more suitable and presentable gift.
Feeling a bit bored lying in bed and unable to fall asleep so early, Bai Xiaoruo stretched out her hand from under the covers, her fingers tracing images in the air one by one, depicting the ideas in her mind. For the past few months, she hadn't missed a single night of painting, and tonight, suddenly not painting felt strange and unusual.
After tracing the ink with her fingers for a while, she got a little tired and snuggled back into bed. Her eyelids were getting heavy, and Bai Xiaoruo turned her head to look at the doorway of the room, yawning. What time is it now? When will Xuan Mingyu come back to sleep?
He seems to be extremely busy with work. He works in the morning, he works in the afternoon, and even after he gets home, he's still working so late. He's a typical workaholic.
The only time I remember sleeping with him was on the night of my return visit to my parents' home.
That day, when he was having dinner with his father and stepmother, he called her "wife" affectionately, which was so cheesy. However, when they were alone, he was like a completely different person, always stern and never giving them a kind look.
As they waited, time passed by, and even after Bai Xiaoruo drifted off to sleep, Xuan Mingyu still hadn't returned to his room.
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The next morning.
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