Xiang Zhilan snapped out of her daze, abruptly pushed him away, covered her neck, and blushed, whether from anger or embarrassment, she couldn't tell.
Shen Muzhi, on the other hand, was very calm and composed, as if he wasn't the one being watched. He touched his lips as if he was still not satisfied.
"Mom, why is Uncle biting my sister's neck?" a little boy asked his mother, looking up at her.
"Well, because they're good friends." The mother was at a loss for words and quickly left with her child in her arms.
Hearing this conversation, Xiang Zhilan blushed even more. Looking around, she saw that some people were even taking pictures with their phones. She lowered her head and hurriedly walked away.
Shen Muzhi followed and took Xiang Zhilan's hand.
Xiang Zhilan did not resist this time, fearing that further pulling would attract more onlookers. In the end, she didn't even know how she got out of the park.
On the way back by car, she didn't look directly at Shen Muzhi.
When she got home, she locked herself in her bedroom, lay on the bed, buried her head in the pillow, and her heart was still pounding.
She patted her rapidly beating heart, tossed and turned a few times, unable to calm down, and muttered to herself, "Xiang Zhilan, are you crazy? Wake up!"
She didn't want to think about why her heart was racing, or why she felt a little happy when he said he was jealous; these were not the reactions she should have.
Shen Muzhi stood outside the door and knocked, then whispered, "Would you like some water?"
He just wanted to start a conversation and hear her voice; she had been locked inside for two or three hours, and it was already dark.
"I won't drink." Xiang Zhilan covered her racing heart, said this, and then buried herself in the pillow again.
"Open the door, I'll go in and get my clothes to take a shower," Shen Muzhi said to the person inside the door.
Xiang Zhilan had no reason to refuse his reasonable request, so she tiptoed out of bed and opened the door with her head down.
Shen Muzhi walked in, opened the wardrobe, found some loungewear, turned to look at Xiang Zhilan standing to the side, and said, "You go ahead and wash up."
As he spoke, he shoved the loungewear he was holding into her hands, along with a pair of unopened boxer briefs, saying, "Never worn them before, you don't mind, do you?"
Xiang Zhilan felt inexplicably shy and didn't respond. She picked up her clothes and walked towards the bathroom.
Once inside the bathroom, she looked in the mirror at the mark on her neck, her cheeks flushing slightly.
"Are you a masochist? What's with all the shyness?!" Xiang Zhilan poked at her reflection in the mirror, scolding herself for being so weak, and reminding herself countless times in her mind that Shen Muzhi was a bastard, a bastard.
After absentmindedly finishing her shower, she realized that there were no extra towels in the bathroom, only Shen Muzhi's bath towel.
She walked to the door, opened it a crack, and called out Shen Muzhi's name.
Shen Muzhi walked over from the living room.
Xiang Zhilan immediately closed the door and said to the outside, "Do you have any new towels?"
“No, just take the one in the bathroom.” Shen Muzhi probably knew what she was thinking and added, “It’s clean.”
Even if it's clean, it's still something you've used! How can you share such a private item as a bath towel with someone else!
Xiang Zhilan mentally complained, when she heard Shen Muzhi outside the door say again, "Hurry up and dry yourself off. The temperature is still quite low at night. You can't catch a cold and take medicine."
She knew, of course, that she couldn't catch a cold, as it would affect the child.
After a slight hesitation, he picked up the black bath towel.
The thought that it might have grazed every part of Shen Mu's body made his cheeks flush even more.
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