The sound of water splashing echoed from the bathroom. Zhao ii, dressed in her ho attire, lay prone on the study table, her ears perked up, listening to the noise. She couldn’t resist it any longer, threw down her pen, tiptoed over, and called through the door, "Brother!"
Shi Yang’s voice ca slowly from inside, mixed with the sound of water, and indistinctly, "What’s up?"
Earlier, Zhao ii was quite stirred up, planning to deal with Shi Yang once she got ho. However, as soon as she entered the house, Qu Chaozong’s phone call dragged Shi Yang’s attention back to sothing else. He spent quite so ti on the phone, and after hanging up, he imdiately went to take a shower, leaving Zhao ii alone there, restless and itching.
Zhao ii scratched at the door, "Brother, are you not done yet?"
Shi Yang didn’t respond. The sound of running water inside was tantalizing, drilling into Zhao ii’s ears.
Zhao ii pondered if she should open the door and peek inside. Would she get kicked out? Just as that thought sprouted, she couldn’t help but recall the last ti she saw a handso man stepping out of the bath.
Thinking of that scene, Zhao ii beca restless. She knocked on the bathroom door, asking, "Brother, why aren’t you done yet? You know, you took a shower, should I take one too?"
"Brother? Did you hear ?"
"If you don’t answer, I’ll take it as consent, okay?"
"I’m, I’m going in? I’m really going in!!"
Zhao ii stood by the bathroom door, jabbering away happily, when suddenly, a click followed by the sound of a door handle twisting ca from inside. The tightly closed door was suddenly pulled open from within, revealing a strong and wet arm, enveloped in steam, which grabbed Zhao ii’s arm and yanked her in all at once.
Zhao ii’s vision blurred. Before her delighted smile could spread, she was pressed under the shower by Shi Yang, pinned against the wall, and kissed fervently.
In her stumbling, Zhao ii’s arm accidentally hit the shower switch, and warm water poured over her, drenching her completely.
Her coral fleece ho wear soaked up water fast, sagging, and the originally round neckline sank directly into a boat neckline. Without Shi Yang needing to pull, it slipped off, revealing half of a tan shoulder, sticking wetly to Zhao ii’s body.
Shi Yang lowered his head, kissing the exposed shoulder, his large hand sliding the soaked clothes up to her chest.
Zhao ii tilted her neck back as water droplets drumd on her face, she couldn’t open her eyes, nor could she clearly hear her own breathing, her body’s sensations magnified infinitely.
Shi Yang’s kisses descended further. Unable to hold back, Zhao ii let out a soft moan, almost drowned out by the sound of water, but Shi Yang caught it acutely. That heart-stirring sound, barely audible yet full of endless satisfaction and leisure, instantly aroused Shi Yang to a new height.
That day, Zhao ii was finally carried back to the bedroom by Shi Yang from the bathroom. As she lay on the bed, she was as soft as a noodle.
Shi Yang lowered his head, pecked her lightly, couldn’t help but chuckle, and asked, "Are you still going to do howork later?"
Zhao ii lazily squinted her eyes, "No, I want to sleep. Brother, co over and cuddle to sleep."
Shi Yang really did turn off the light and climbed into bed, hugging Zhao ii to sleep.
As they truly lay in bed together, snuggling, they found it sowhat hard to fall asleep for a while.
In the darkness, Zhao ii looked at Shi Yang’s blurred silhouette: "Brother, you said last ti you’d take with you for this order placent, is it still valid?"
Shi Yang’s hand, which was resting on her waist, lightly squeezed, "It’s valid, the head office hasn’t officially announced the ti. I’ll let you know then."
Zhao ii squird back as she was tickled by the squeeze, only to find the untouched part of the bed felt a bit cold, so she promptly snuggled back into Shi Yang’s embrace, "Brother, have you ever watched small yellow films?"
Shi Yang glanced at Zhao ii. In the pitch-dark room, he could only see her eyes twinkling brightly.
Shi Yang grinned mischievously, "Why? Are you interested?"
Zhao ii hesitated, "Not particularly, just a bit curious."
Shi Yang reached out and patted her bottom, "Curious about what? You ask , I’ll tell you."
Zhao ii giggled with her mouth closed, "Nothing really, just never seen them before."
Shi Yang leaned down and nibbled her nose, "Say again you haven’t seen them? Haven’t seen , or haven’t seen how I get intimate with you? If you’re really curious, should I rehearse once again for you? This ti let’s do it in front of the mirror, let you have a good look?"
Zhao ii heard these words and imdiately chickened out, slipping back into Shi Yang’s embrace, reaching out to hold him, rubbing her chin lightly on his chest, staying silent, just rubbing.
Rubbing like this brought joy to Shi Yang. This way of Zhao ii acting coy wasn’t particularly ingenious but sohow managed to sweetly tickle his heart.
Shi Yang gently extricated Zhao ii from his embrace, gazing at her bright eyes through the night, becoming more and more fond of her, fond enough to want to swallow her whole.
Shi Yang bent down, kissed her, and asked with a grin, "You really don’t want to try?"
In truth, Zhao ii was already exhausted to the bone, she reached over to Shi Yang’s chin and kissed, "Brother, you’re all powerful and manly. How can I compare? If we try again, I probably won’t see the sunrise tomorrow morning."
Shi Yang, his entire body thrilled by her flattering, smiled so wide his eyebrows bent: "Will you still think about watching movies in the future then?"
Zhao ii imdiately changed her tune, "What movies, watching you is enough. No one in this world looks better than you."
Shi Yang’s heart was thoroughly ward, and he hugged Zhao ii gently, praising her, "That’s more like it, sleep now, we have to get up early tomorrow."
Obediently, Zhao ii closed her eyes. Barely a minute later, she opened them again, asking, "Brother, are you asleep?"
This ti, Shi Yang didn’t answer, simply lowered his head and captured her mouth, mumbling indistinctively while kissing, "Seems you’re not tired enough, since you’re not sleepy, keep company for a bit more."
Thus, this play lasted for more than two hours before Zhao ii, drowsily drifting into sleep, feeling as if she had a blush-inducing, heartbeat-accelerating dream. Recalling the dream made one feel bashful yet filled with infinite delight.
The day of the final exam saw heavy snow falling. As Zhao ii erged from the examination hall and gazed at the snow-covered world, she imdiately yearned to dash back ho, nestle in the warm house, stick to Shi Yang’s side, eat, watch TV, chat, or do nothing at all, just clinging to each other. rely imagining it was enough to bring a smile to her face.
Zhao ii had just reached the playground when Zhang Zhao, with his long legs, caught up to her.
In the snowy weather, Zhang Zhao favored style over warmth, wearing only a leather jacket over his school uniform, cold stiffening his face and neck into a solid line.
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