Ling Chuxia thought for a mont and then spoke again in a small voice, "Or... would you like to take a shower first? I can fill the bathtub for you."
This sentence, like the ones before it, seed like a small stone sinking deeply into the sea, with no response or echo.
Ling Chuxia couldn't help but feel a bit discouraged. She was inherently a tongue-tied person, unlike her elder sister, who was good at talking and turning situations around.
She thought if her elder sister were here, she would have easily handled this situation, right?
Of course... if her elder sister were here... the young master's attitude wouldn't be like this.
Shi Che didn't say anything, and Ling Chuxia didn't know what to say either. If Shi Che wasn't going to sleep, she couldn't sleep either, so she just stood there, and before long, her gaze started to drift.
She didn't know when the rain outside had stopped, and the thunder and lightning had ceased as well. It beca tranquil outside, making the atmosphere indoors all the more subtly intriguing.
After standing for an unknown amount of ti, Ling Chuxia felt her feet becoming a bit sore. Shi Che still hadn't moved, and she wondered if Shi Che had fallen asleep again...
As she was thinking this, her eyes slowly glanced toward him.
Ling Chuxia didn't expect that Shi Che would also be looking at her. When their eyes t, the muddiness in Ling Chuxia's mind instantly cleared, and her spine straightened subconsciously.
In the next second, she imdiately averted her gaze, lowered her head, and hid like an ostrich.
She was afraid of Shi Che, most afraid when their eyes t. His slender black eyes always held a sharp glint, and his pupils were a deep dark brown, profound and dim. His gaze habitually dropped downward, as if sothing weighed within, creating an inexplicable sense of pressure.
Shi Che's gaze sank, and a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his lips, disappearing in an instant. He stood up, his tall and imposing figure in front of her, increasing the sense of oppression.
Shi Che was a head taller than Ling Chuxia, and she could feel his gaze on the top of her head. Her scalp tingled, wanting to step back but not daring to. She could only strive to restrain herself.
Fortunately, this oppressive feeling didn't last long because Shi Che soon took a long stride toward the bathroom.
As he walked, he reached out to unbutton his clothes, letting them fall piece by piece to the ground.
It took Ling Chuxia several seconds to react; Shi Che was going to take a shower... Years of upbringing made her reflexes faster than her mind. Before Shi Che had completely removed his clothes, she rushed straight into the bathroom.
Shi Che watched as Ling Chuxia brushed past him like a gust of wind, her figure blending into the bathroom. His hand, busy undressing, paused for a mont before continuing to remove his clothes.
When Ling Chuxia finished preparing the bath and erged, Shi Che had just completed undressing. The timing was impeccably accurate, with no margin for error.
As soon as she stepped out, she saw Shi Che's strong and solid chest, boldly bared before her. Two blushes appeared on her cheeks involuntarily.
Shi Che enjoyed sports, especially combat sports like boxing and Muay Thai, which were high-intensity, and thus he had built a physique that could make any woman swoon.
Every muscle on his body seed ticulously sculpted, evenly distributed across his fra. His skin was a wheat color, with defined abdominal muscles, strong thighs, robust arms, and a slim waist. He looked lean in clothes and muscular when undressed, with nearly perfect body proportions.
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