After wiping herself haphazardly, Xiang Zhilan hung the bath towel back up.
Next, she had to overcome the challenge of putting on Shen Muzhi's boxer briefs. Although they were brand new, his size...
Xiang Zhilan looked at the shape of the underwear, her face turning as if she had been boiled.
I felt uncomfortable wearing them because they were so loose, so I immediately put on some loungewear.
He came out with his trousers and sleeves rolled up, and bumped right into Shen Muzhi.
"Standing here like a doorman, huh?" Xiang Zhilan muttered under her breath, trying to hide her blush, and walked towards the bedroom.
Shen Muzhi looked at the woman wearing his clothes; she was exceptionally thin and small, making him want to pull her into his arms immediately. However, he restrained himself from doing so.
She had already been frightened by him once that afternoon, and he couldn't frighten her again now.
He went into the bathroom, turned on the cold water to take a shower, and suppressed the restlessness in his body.
Looking at the bath towel she had wiped, the restlessness that had just been suppressed by the cold water began to rise again.
He grabbed a bath towel, wrapped it around his waist, opened the door, and went out.
He walked to the bedroom, knocked on the door, and said, "I'm getting my clothes."
"Come in." Xiang Zhilan hadn't locked the door and was watching TV while hugging a cushion.
To her surprise, Shen Muzhi came in wearing only a bath towel, which she had just used to dry herself before he used it to cover that area...
"I don't mind," Shen Muzhi said calmly, glancing at Xiang Zhilan.
You don't mind if I don't?
Xiang Zhilan was speechless, but even if she thought that way, she couldn't say it out loud. She was staying at his place, and everything she ate, wore, and used was his. Even the bath towel belonged to him. She had no right to mind.
Forget it, let's ignore him.
Xiang Zhilan was turning her gaze back to the TV, but out of the corner of her eye she would see his body, and her eyes would involuntarily dart to the side.
His shoulders and back were covered in bruises; the purplish-blue marks were from Shen Guoliang hitting him, the teeth marks were from her biting him, and the scabs were from her pricking him.
She withdrew her gaze and remained silent, her eyes lowered.
After changing his clothes, Shen Muzhi turned to Xiang Zhilan and said, "Don't watch TV too late, go to bed early."
Xiang Zhilan nodded without looking at him. Only after hearing the door close did she glance towards the doorway.
I didn't sleep very well last night; I had all sorts of weird dreams.
I dreamt that Shen Muzhi's knees, abdomen, and shoulder were all stabbed, and blood gushed out...
When I woke up, I was covered in cold sweat.
This dream felt so real it was frightening. Was it because I saw those wounds before going to sleep that I had this dream?
When Xiang Zhilan walked out of the bedroom, her face was still pale.
"Let's have breakfast." Shen Muzhi returned with steamed buns and soy milk.
After washing up, Xiang Zhilan sat down to eat, but her heart was still inexplicably uneasy. She looked up at Shen Muzhi and asked, "Have you offended anyone recently? Is someone trying to take revenge on you?"
She rarely dreams, but her sixth sense is exceptionally accurate, and she always feels that it is some kind of premonition.
"Isn't it you I've offended the most?" Shen Muzhi looked at her.
Xiang Zhilan pursed her lips. His recent injuries were indeed caused by her. Could it be that the dream was foreshadowing that she would have such a big conflict with him again, and even want to kill him?
She lowered her head; how much hatred must one have felt to stab him like that?
"Did you call the property management? When are they coming?" She felt it was better for them to keep their distance; she didn't want to hurt him like that.
"I'll come right after I finish eating." Shen Muzhi knew she couldn't delay any longer; if she kept her there any longer, Shen Muzhi would become suspicious.
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