Shen Zhiyi heard the sound of water running in the bathroom.
She walked to the single sofa in the room and sat down. A short while later, she received a photo.
It was a selfie taken in front of a mirror.
The steam from the bathroom hadn't completely dissipated, and the mirror was covered with a thin layer of fog, which was casually wiped away to reveal a clear area.
Li Heng stood in front of the mirror, holding his phone to his ear.
The image perfectly frames his upper body.
To Shen Zhiyi's surprise, he wasn't wearing the clothes she had given him; he was only wearing a bath towel around his lower body!
His physique was not as thin as one might imagine, but rather perfectly toned and muscular.
The broad shoulders taper down to create clean, sharp lines.
The thin muscles on the chest and abdomen are clearly defined, and even in the misty mirror, their tension is hard to conceal.
He wasn't wearing glasses, revealing his entire face, which was very striking.
Even the hearing aids on the ears took on a different meaning at this moment.
It's like some kind of symbol.
He exposes his vulnerability and tension to her symbol.
His bangs were damp and clung to his forehead. He wasn't looking at the camera; instead, his eyelashes were lowered, and his lips were slightly pursed, giving off a nonchalant and lazy vibe.
Restrained, yet alluring.
Water droplets dripped from his hair, running down his bare chest and smooth, muscular lines, disappearing into his narrow waist...
Shen Zhiyi subconsciously held her breath.
It's clearly a still photo.
But she felt as if the water droplets would continue to slide down her waist at any moment...
She swallowed hard, her cheeks suddenly burning.
I hurriedly clicked to close the photo, but the burning sensation still lingered on my fingertips.
She took a deep breath.
My heart was racing, and I felt like I was sitting on pins and needles.
He disobeyed his orders once again and took even more outrageous photos without permission!
Shen Zhiyi glanced at the photo again.
Looking repeatedly at Li Heng's nonchalant gaze, and recalling his usual serious demeanor, her ears burned even hotter.
She got up and rushed to the bathroom door.
He shouted inside, "Li Heng! You're not doing things the way you're supposed to!"
"You've acted on your own again!"
She didn't like the feeling of being led by his emotions.
He was the one who should have listened to them.
"Today, I will punish you severely!"
Click—
The door lock was turned.
Shen Zhiyi's heart skipped a beat.
What if he came out naked, just wrapped in a towel...
Shen Zhiyi's face flushed slightly.
Before she could recover from her reverie, the bathroom door was pulled open, and a refreshing scent of herbs and plants suddenly enveloped her.
A tall figure approached.
Shen Zhiyi subconsciously took a step back.
A strong arm came across and wrapped around her waist.
"Young Miss, how will you punish me?"
Li Heng leaned down to look at her, his voice low and deep, like the moisture on his body, falling down and enveloping her.
Shen Zhiyi met his dark gaze and paused for a moment.
My gaze slid down his face.
She saw that he was wearing the clothes she had asked him to wear.
A black tank top and loose-fitting matching sweatpants.
She breathed a sigh of relief, relieved to have survived the ordeal.
I pushed him in the chest.
"Why did you film it according to your own ideas again?" she questioned him.
He was completely unaware that she was still in his arms.
"Doesn't the young lady like it?" Li Heng's voice was light, but his eyes were dark and unfathomable, as if they were shrouded in a layer of amber light.
Shen Zhiyi seemed to be drawn into his gaze.
It took me a long time to come to my senses.
Until a drop of water rolled down from the tip of his hair and dripped onto her neck.
Cold and chilling.
She trembled uncontrollably.
She then came to her senses, pushed him away abruptly, and broke free from his arms.
"My preferences are none of your business."
She deliberately turned her head away, speaking in an arrogant tone.
Damn, I love it so much.
Li Heng's thin lips curved slightly.
My gaze followed the drop of water on her neck, slowly, slowly sliding down, falling below her collarbone...
His Adam's apple bobbed, and he looked away.
"I'm sorry, it won't happen again." His voice was low and husky, like a promise, but he took a step forward and said, "However..."
"Could this be considered my third photo?"
Shen Zhiyi turned to look at him.
[So, she wanted to take ten photos as quickly as possible to escape my clutches.]
She carefully scanned Li Heng's entire body.
That's when I realized he looks really good in black.
His body, usually wrapped in a white shirt, now looked somewhat aggressive in a black sports vest.
Shedding its refined and dignified demeanor, it has become somewhat sharp and incisive.
She inexplicably felt that this was the color that belonged to him.
The color that lies deep within one's personality.
“Okay,” she readily agreed, her eyes flashing. “However, I want to take the second photo you owe me myself.”
She pushed him onto the bed.
She took a silk scarf that she usually used, lifted his hands above his head, and tied them together.
Li Heng felt somewhat helpless.
“How do I film it like this?” He moved his arm.
"Don't move!"
Shen Zhiyi kicked off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, stood above him, raised her phone, aimed it at his face, and took a picture from above.
"That's how I'll shoot it."
Upon hearing this, Li Heng obediently maintained his posture and stopped moving around.
He stared intently at Shen Zhiyi above him.
Shen Zhiyi felt embarrassed and annoyed by his gaze.
In the footage, his gaze was excessively relaxed.
Instead, it made her the one who felt uncomfortable.
【no. 】
We can't let him lead us by the nose like this.
Shen Zhiyi looked around, her gaze settling on the violin in the corner of the room.
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