The night was falling, and the moonlight was silver. Leng Mohan hurried back to the room with hot water, and his eyes revealed a subtle concern. He knocked on the door gently and said to Luo Jiaojiao inside: "Jiaojiao, I brought the hot water back, you can go take a shower."
Luo Jiaojiao heard the voice and said with a hint of shyness and joy: "Thank you, Brother Leng. I have packed my clothes."
Leng Mohan put the water down, and Luo Jiaojiao also walked in. She took the hot water from Leng Mohan's hand and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work."
Leng Mohan sat on a stool nearby, holding a book in his hand, trying to hide his inner turmoil.
He listened to the sound of Luo Jiaojiao taking a bath coming from the bathroom, and a strange feeling surged in his heart.
The bathroom door was made of transparent glass, through which he could see Luo Jiaojiao's blurry figure and curves.
Leng Mohan's gaze unconsciously fell on the figure, and the book in his hand had been held upside down without him knowing when.
His heartbeat quickened, his mind filled with Luo Jiaojiao's figure and that shy smile. He tried to control his breathing and calm his inner turmoil.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Leng Mohan's eyes only saw that figure and the emotions surging in his heart.
On the other side of the bathroom, Luo Jiaojiao was also silently feeling this unique warmth and care.
Luo Jiaojiao's joy at this moment was like drawing the nourishment of life from the earth after a long drought.
The hunger made her feel strangely comfortable, because she knew that she could finally get rid of the unbearable dirt and fatigue and enjoy a refreshing bath.
Although she had endured yesterday, it was all worth it now. Even though it wasn't the bath she had been expecting, just this one rinse was enough to make her feel satisfied and relieved.
However, at the same time, Luo Jiaojiao had no idea what kind of torment Leng Mohan was going through behind her happiness.
His eyes were filled with pain and struggle, as if he was bound by invisible shackles and unable to break free.
Deep in his heart, there seemed to be a flame burning, but it was suppressed by the cold reality and could not be released.
He endured the pain outside, and all this was just so that Luo Jiaojiao could enjoy the long-lost comfort and happiness in this small space.
Leng Mohan's gaze couldn't help but become a little deeper when it reached the direction of the bathroom.
Since the moment he met Luo Jiaojiao, he has made up his mind to spend the rest of his life with her. For him, marriage is not just a contract, but a deep fusion of two hearts. He longs to become a real husband and wife with her, and to achieve a perfect fit both in life and in spirit.
Leng Mohan is clear about his needs, and he is not someone who would easily suppress himself.
However, he also understood that in marriage, both parties need to give and satisfy. He was willing to provide Luo Jiaojiao with everything she desired and do his best to meet her needs. Correspondingly, he also needed her to satisfy his desire as a husband from the bottom of her heart.
This desire is not just a simple physical need, but also an emotional sustenance. He longs to see the love and dependence on him in Luo Jiaojiao's eyes, and longs to feel the warmth and happiness of family in the fusion of each other. He believes that only in this way can their marriage last like a long stream.
Luo Jiaojiao was in the bathroom, secretly feeling lucky. After spending the whole day together, she keenly noticed that Leng Mohan's attitude towards her did not seem to go beyond the boundaries of ordinary friends.
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