Without looking up, he said in a deep voice, "Go take a shower first."
"Huh? Oh..."
Qiao Mo felt a bit reluctant, wanting to just watch him.
But Fu Nancheng noticed she was wasting more ti, considering it was already past ten and not early at all.
Seeing her not moving, he washed his hands and turned, walking over to her.
"Hey...what are you doing?"
Suddenly, Qiao Mo’s feet left the ground, she was scooped up by him, and when she ca to her senses, she was already in the bathroom, her clothes half taken off...
Qiao Mo was flustered, quickly stopping his movents: "Hey, hey, hey...Nancheng, what are you doing?"
Fu Nancheng ignored her, swiftly undressing her with a few quick moves.
Qiao Mo’s face turned bright red, covering the top couldn’t protect the bottom, and covering the bottom couldn’t protect the top.
Fortunately, he didn’t have any other intentions, after getting the water ready, he directly tossed her into the bathtub, kissing her forehead: "Finish your shower and co out to eat."
Qiao Mo’s face was flushed, her hands always wrapped around her chest, she relaxed only when she was fully imrsed in the water.
A trace of indulgent affection in Nancheng’s eyes, he looked at her with concern, reminding: "Be careful not to slip when you get out, call if you need anything."
Qiao Mo nodded gently, only relaxing when she saw him close the room door.
Soaking in the steaming hot water, she felt all the fatigue of recent days dissipating. The rising steam made her vision a bit hazy, but thinking of his face, Qiao Mo’s cheeks blushed, feeling like the happiest woman in the world.
Half an hour later, Qiao Mo changed into pajamas and ca out, shared a al with him, and couldn’t stop giggling.
Nancheng hadn’t prepared much, just a small amount of each item, worried about her digestive discomfort late at night.
Feeling satisfied, he took a shower and started urging her to sleep, knowing she likely spent the entire night restless the day before.
"Nancheng...can we watch a movie?" Qiao Mo asked softly.
"We’ll watch at ho, sleep first." He refused.
"Co on~ just one." Qiao Mo clung to his arm, acting coy.
"Be good, sleep first." He kissed her forehead, insisting.
Qiao Mo held onto his arm, swaying slightly: "The long night stretches on, aren’t you tempted to do sothing..."
Nancheng smiled, lifting her from the sofa to bed: "Doing sothing aningful works too."
Qiao Mo wrapped her legs around his waist: "But it seems impossible..."
The room’s temperature steadily increased, ti unknown.
He buried his face in her neck nook, no longer moving, his breath sprinkling a gentle warmth that tickled her.
Minutes later, seemingly calr, he gathered her into his embrace and said softly: "Sleep, be good."
"Are...you uncomfortable?" Qiao Mo asked softly.
In the dark, he slowly opened his eyes, staring at her, eyes deep, unresponsive.
Qiao Mo remained silent too, after several seconds, her cheeks flushed, shyly whispering: "How about...how about I help you...try it?"
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