Night deepened.
The sound of running water in the bathroom gurgled incessantly, and tendrils of warm, fragrant mist seed to squeeze out from the gaps of the opaque glass door.
Although the plot inside was invisible, the glass still reflected a vague and graceful figure.
Xu Musen sat on the couch, glancing over at the big bed in the room.
It wasn't as if they hadn't slept together before.
But actually lying together, even if nothing happened, still felt a bit odd.
"Click."
The bathroom door swung open, and a waft of rhythmically fragranced steam spread out. Within the curling vapors, a pair of long, pale, slender legs stepped forth.
Pale, delicate feet clad in slippers, each petite and plump toe looked like freshly washed crystal grapes.
Yao Ming Yue was wrapped in a bathrobe, her long hair wetly coiled up.
Her snow-white skin had been touched by the hot water, leaving it with a faint blush, making the entire person look like a freshly prepared, deliciously enticing dish.
The skin of an eighteen-year-old girl is truly beyond what any painting can capture.
Xu Musen admired her with a critical gaze. Although he'd seen her for two lifetis, she really was very beautiful, the kind you could never tire of looking at.
"Do I look good?" Yao Ming Yue was pleased with his expression.
"Good-looking," Xu Musen admitted openly.
"Then, when I was bathing just now, did you sneak a peek?"
?
Xu Musen was montarily speechless, "Am I that kind of person?"
Old couples by now, with countless bath tis together, what was there to sneak a peek at?
"Tsk,"
Yao Ming Yue looked a bit disappointed as she grabbed the blow-dryer and then directly flopped into his embrace.
Warm Jade in arms, the girl's skin was naturally soft, made even more supple and moist by the fresh bath, and her pert behind was like a ripe peach dangling from a branch.
"What are you doing?"
Xu Musen was caught off guard but his damned instinctive body had already familiarly wrapped around her slender waist.
"Dry my hair for ."
Yao Ming Yue handed over the blow dryer while comfortably nestling herself into his embrace.
"Can't you dry it yourself? I haven't taken a bath yet."
Xu Musen tried to push her out of his embrace. Yao Ming Yue was wearing just a bathrobe and, from his vantage point, a slight nod downward allowed him to see a dangerously enticing vista.
That hair dryer was really too "light-handed".
Although he often teased Yao Ming Yue, it was always in comparison to Warm Jade.
Just as the world only rembers Mount Everest as the tallest peak, most people don't know that the second is K2.
Moreover, the girl was fresh from a bath, her faint fragrance and heated body constantly testing Xu Musen, the gentleman who remained seated but disturbed by the chaos.
"I don't mind, you'd better dry your hair quickly or you'll catch a cold and that will be your fault."
Yao Ming Yue had no intention of getting down but instead nestled even more firmly into Xu Musen's embrace. However, as she squeezed in, she found herself looking directly into Xu Musen's eyes.
The girl's earlobes were pink and blushed half of her cheek; she slightly squinted her eyes, "Oh~ Does a certain soone want to dry sothing else for him first..."
"Alright, enough! No more!"
Xu Musen had no way to deal with her, silently took a breath, pressed down her head, and turned on the blow dryer to start slowly drying her hair.
Serving the lady CEO, Xu Musen had too much experience.
He began by gently blowing at the roots, then worked from the ends up a little bit at a ti. Xu Musen's hand also gently massaged her scalp, the warm air combined with the warmth of Xu Musen's hand eliciting comfortable hums from Yao Ming Yue.
"It's been a long ti since you've dried my hair like this."
Yao Ming Yue gently leaned into his embrace; her hair was already dry, but she did not want to leave, lightly poking her finger at this faithless man.
Xu Musen softly stroked her silky hair, gently releasing a light rose scent, enjoying the mont with Yao Ming Yue being so obediently nestled in his arms.
"Then why don't you open a tab here with ? What do you say to a hundred bucks for a hair blowout?" Xu Musen said with a smile.
Yao Ming Yue ground her little canines and looked up, locking eyes with Xu Musen, "If a hair blowout costs a hundred, how much are you going to pay for warming the bed tonight?"
"It's who will be warming you up. Your hands and feet are as cold as popsicles in the winter; you don't even qualify as a bed-warr. It's generous of not to charge you."
Xu Musen gently scraped the tip of her nose.
Yao Ming Yue rolled her eyes at him, "This beautiful girl isn't accustod to paying. You, a greedy boss, just wait for bankruptcy!"
Xu Musen turned off the blow-dryer, gently stroked her hair. Though Yao Ming Yue was quite tall, she was all legs. Curled up in Xu Musen's embrace, she felt much like holding An Nuannuan.
It had been a long ti since Yao Mingyue had enjoyed him drying her hair.
It had also been a long ti since Xu Musen had held her so peacefully.
"Forget it, even if it is a loss, let's call it even. Our accounts have been unsettled for ages."
Xu Musen smiled and leaned down to kiss her forehead, "Alright, now it's my ti to take a bath."
Yao Ming Yue, ward by his words, turned around in his embrace and also kissed him at the corner of his lips, "You finally managed to say sothing nice after so long. Consider this a reward~"
Xu Musen went to take a shower, and Yao Mingyue stayed curled up on the couch, now it was her turn to gaze at the tall figure in the bathroom.
She held her flushing cheeks, thinking that actually, when girls face the boys they like, their bashfulness is in no way inferior to the boys'.
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