When Yu Mobai came out of the room, Dong Yike had already finished washing up.
Her hair was wet and draped over her shoulders, with water droplets still dripping from the ends.
Following the shoulder, down the collarbone, and all the way into the cleavage.
Perhaps because she had just taken a bath, her face and skin had a rosy glow.
She was applying something to her face when Yu Mobai leaned closer with a grin. "What brand of shower gel are you using? It smells so good."
What were you arguing about just now?
Dong Yike looked around, then lifted her long legs and put them on the back of the sofa, applying body lotion.
The milky white body lotion was squeezed onto her legs, but Dong Yike wasn't in a hurry. Seeing that the body lotion was about to spill onto the ground, Yu Mobai had no choice but to catch it with his hand and said with a grin, "It's nothing, just teasing your wooden comb sister."
Without any hesitation, he rubbed the body lotion in his palms and then applied it to his thighs.
It has to be said that girls around eighteen or nineteen years old have the most hydrated and elastic skin.
However, Yu Mobai was chased away by Dong Yike after only a short while of applying the lotion. "Are you applying body lotion? I don't want to call you out on it."
"Tch, you've obviously never been to a foot massage parlor."
Yu Mobai rubbed his hands together and applied the remaining body lotion to his face. "Isn't this kind of men's-specific essential oil massage normal?"
"Is it normal to apply essential oil to your face after using it?"
Even in winter, she can raise her eyebrows, making the beauty mark at the corner of her eye particularly noticeable.
"Hehe, I don't understand what you're saying."
Yu Mobai sat on the sofa and patted the person next to him, "Come and sit down."
Dong Yike strutted down next to Yu Mobai, leaned to the side and rested her head on his lap. "Mmm, this feels so comfortable."
"Really? Let me try."
Yu Mobai shamelessly lifted Dong Yike's body and then rested his head on it. The scent of shower gel and body lotion mingled together and filled his nose. The touch of his face against her smooth skin was indeed very comfortable.
While watching a Korean drama, Dong Yike massaged Yu Mobai's head, asking, "Wouldn't this feel more comfortable?"
"Hiss...did you secretly study massage techniques before?"
Yu Mobai said with a grin, "This is the usual process in foot massage parlors. The difference is that they usually wear stockings and tell you to enjoy the silky smoothness."
"Shameless bastard."
Dong Yike suddenly grabbed Yu Mobai's ear and whispered, "Did you go there behind my back?"
"No, no, no, why would I go to a place like that?"
Yu Mobai quickly shook his head, "A good man wouldn't go to a place like that."
It's a pity he was a bad man.
Bad men definitely went there.
"Hmph, aren't these guys at home enough for you to play with?"
Dong Yike let go of his ear, "If you don't have enough, find someone at school. You're not allowed to go out and mess around with those shady women."
"Wow, you're so generous."
Yu Mobai dangled one hand off the sofa, pinching Dong Yike's little foot, "You're so generous, does your mother know?"
"Hehe, my mom definitely doesn't know, oh my, it's so itchy."
Dong Yike shuddered and gave him a reproachful look. "Is sleeping in a room with three girls tonight the life you've always dreamed of?"
I guess so.
Yu Mobai shamelessly admitted, "Which man doesn't want to have three wives and four concubines, to have a whole harem of wives and concubines?"
"Hmph, tell me the truth."
Dong Yike suddenly straightened her face and asked, word by word, "What exactly is your relationship with Yu Xinran?"
"No."
Yu Mobai acted openly and honestly, and the two of them really had no relationship. Even if asked, Yu Xinran would not admit it.
"What kind of relationship could we have? Does a superior-subordinate relationship even count?"
"Are you really okay?"
Dong Yike rubbed Yu Mobai's face, "Don't lie to me, I'm not stupid."
"Really, no."
Yu Mobai shook his head. "If you don't believe me, go ask her."
"Okay, I'll go ask now."
Dong Yike suddenly got up and strode into Yu Xinran's room.
Should we really go and ask?
Yu Mobai raised an eyebrow, his heart skipping a beat.
He sent Yu Xinran a message, "What are you guys talking about?"
Yu Xinran replied quickly, "What's it to you?"
Yu Mobai quietly walked over and pressed his ear against the door to try to hear anything, but he couldn't hear anything at all.
"Damn it, TV dramas are all lies."
He cursed, "Isn't that how all those period dramas are portrayed? Can't those directors come up with something useful?"
It would have been better if he hadn't cursed at all, because after he finished cursing, the door suddenly opened.
Yu Mobai remained in the position of eavesdropping, but the door he was pressed against was now open.
“How was what I said, Yu Xinran? This guy was definitely eavesdropping.”
Dong Yike crossed her arms and looked at him coldly, "Go sit on the sofa. If you come any closer, you'll be sleeping on the sofa tonight!"
What?
Am I allowed to sleep here tonight?
Upon hearing this, Yu Mobai could no longer hide his smile. He thought, "If I had told you there was such a good thing, I would have done it even if I did a handstand."
"Bang!"
The door was closed again, and Yu Mobai rolled around on the sofa, seemingly excited about something.
Soon, the two came out of the room after their "secret plot," and Yu Mobai got up to take a look.
Both of them looked normal, and it was unclear what they were saying.
What did you two talk about?
Yu Mobai moved closer to Dong Yike, twirling his fingers through her hair, and asked softly.
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