The roar of Qin Meng's car as she drove Sun Meng back to the training base gradually faded into the distance.
Lu Yu kicked off her shoes and rushed into the bathroom of the master bedroom on the second floor.
Jiao Yuyin took in her chaotic scene from the hurried back of her head.
Lu Yu hid in the steamy bathroom, and a jumble of thoughts gradually surfaced.
Jiao Yuyin probably understood her unspoken feelings; he kissed her, so he must have understood.
He seems so experienced... he must have been through a lot!
Huh? Why are you jealous again? Are you dating Jiao Yuyin or married to him?
Legally married? How did they suddenly become a couple...?
So... what should we do tonight...?
Lu Yu took a shower in a daze, her cheeks flushed. After coming out of the shower stall, she wiped the water off her skin in the dry area of the bathroom.
No way!
Lu Yu realized a very serious problem.
She forgot to bring a change of clothes...
She must have been so overwhelmed by Jiao Yuyin's kisses that she doesn't remember anything. What are we going to do now?
Was she supposed to ask Jiao Yuyin to bring her pajamas and... a change of underwear? She might as well just die...
Or she could rush out while Jiao Yuyin was out and grab her clothes as quickly as possible. But what if he had already finished showering in another bathroom and was heading back to the bedroom?
Lu Yu was so anxious that he kept turning the millstone around.
Two knocks sounded on the door.
"Luyu, are you alright? It's been almost an hour. Don't wash for too long, or you'll get dizzy."
A gentle yet sexy voice came from outside the door.
Lu Yu gritted her teeth, made a firm decision, and shouted through the crack in the door, "I forgot to bring my pajamas. Could you get me a nightgown from the walk-in closet?"
After Lu Yu finished speaking, she felt so embarrassed that it seemed to burst through her skin. She added softly, "Is it okay?"
"Nightgown? It's winter now..."
Jiao Yuyin's voice outside the door was filled with doubt.
Lu Yu really couldn't bring herself to ask him to get her underwear, so she forced herself to say, "Um...oh well, never mind."
Lu Yu's nightgowns are all in the walk-in closet on the first floor.
As Jiao Yuyin climbed the stairs, his mind became clearer.
Jiao Yuyin chuckled softly, turned around and went back upstairs to the master bedroom.
There was another knock on the door.
Lu Yu opened a small crack and stretched out a hand.
The veins on the back of his fair hand were clearly visible.
Lu Yu felt the touch of clothing on her palm and quickly withdrew her hand. She took the clothes, closed the door tightly, and then let out a sigh of relief.
The next moment—
Lu Yu really wanted to fight to the death.
Winter cotton pajamas and... a pair of black underwear, folded into small squares...
I'm so ashamed to face anyone...
*
When Lu Yu came out of the bathroom, she walked with a brisk pace. Even when she sat in front of the dressing table blow-drying her hair, she did so with an air of confidence and pride.
Jiao Yuyin didn't expose Lu Yu's bluff. He simply stood silently behind Lu Yu and took the hair dryer from her.
"The issue with the Los Angeles pig slaughterhouse has been resolved."
Jiao Yuyin's gentle voice successfully distracted Lu Yu.
"So fast?" The embarrassment on Lu Yu's face gradually disappeared.
"Well, the only thing left is to preserve the evidence, that's easy."
Lu Yu rarely heard a hint of a cocky kid in Jiao Yuyin's words.
Jiao Yuyin stroked Lu Yu's hair. In the warm breeze, his fingers ran through the strands of hair, and the aroma of raspberries was refreshing and invigorating.
It's the feel I imagined...
Jiao Yuyin suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and continued, "We've encountered some difficulties in investigating Sister Ou's whereabouts. The key issue now lies with one of my father's bodyguards—Tang Weiren. We'll see how things go. Judging from my father's way of doing things over the years, it should be difficult to find any more relevant clues."
Lu Yu knew how important this matter was to Jiao Yuyin, and with a solemn expression, he said, "Can you find a way to meet this person? I want to hear his inner thoughts."
"No rush, let me assess the potential risks first. It's said that Tang Weiren has an exceptional memory, can remember everything he sees, and is incredibly meticulous—a truly terrifying person. Judging from Sister Ou's case, the fact that he handled it so cleanly is enough to show how formidable he is," Jiao Yuyin said calmly.
Lu Yu's hair was completely dry.
Jiao Yuyin turned the airflow to a low, cool setting and blew it through his hair.
"Your hair has grown long." Jiao Yuyin's voice, like a gentle breeze, simultaneously set the warm, steaming hair and the sweet, cloying air around him.
"Um……"
Lu Yu propped her head up and stared at the image in the mirror.
Couple pajamas, one sitting and one standing.
The tall and handsome Jiao Yuyin stood behind her, bending down slightly to carefully blow-dry her hair.
The noise from the hairdryer disappeared, and the bedroom was eerily quiet.
Lu Yu repeatedly made exaggerated expressions in the mirror.
Laughter muffled in Jiao Yuyin's heaving chest. "Is this... developing emojis?"
Lu Yu stood up and walked towards the soft bed. "I've heard that if you dream, you can't see yourself in the mirror."
“.….”
Lu Yu lay down on the bed and continued her argument. "I don't know where this expert came from, but it's because during sleep, the brain's ability to process images doesn't easily construct a mirrored scene."
Jiao Yuyin truly admired Lu Yu's ability to always miss the point; before falling asleep, he even discussed the brain's image processing capabilities with him.
"To confirm if you're dreaming, shouldn't you pinch your thigh?" Jiao Yuyin paused, lying on his side and looking at Lu Yu, teasingly saying, "Or pinch someone else's thigh."
...
There was no sound for a long time.
Jiao Yuyin took Lu Yu's hand and said, "Xiao Jia, turn off the bedroom light."
...
"Tell me... are we lovers or husband and wife now?" Lu Yu's voice suddenly rang out in the darkness.
"It can be anything."
"Is this guy so casual?"
"No matter what, you can't escape." Jiao Yuyin exhaled, his grip tightening slightly. "As long as you're by my side, that's enough."
Jiao Yuyin reached out and pulled Lu Yu into his arms.
Perhaps due to exhaustion, the breathing in her arms soon became steady.
Jiao Yuyin felt the rhythmic breaths spreading across his neck.
There... is still a strawberry mark...
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