The sound of running water in the bathroom continued, but Shen Yi knew Ye Wanwan could hear him.
Shen Yi knocked on the door, "Wanwan, you can’t bathe for too long, it’s easy to faint."
Shen Yi’s voice was very calm, not letting on that there was anything amiss.
However, Ye Wanwan in the bathroom seed to have been startled, her heart beating wildly, as if it would jump out of her chest, and her breathing beca frantic.
"Wanwan, did you hear ?" Shen Yi’s voice ca again.
"Heard it!" Ye Wanwan quickly responded, fearing that if she replied too late, Shen Yi might think she had fainted in there and then barge in.
Shen Yi stood at the door, heard Ye Wanwan’s voice, and also noticed that the sound of water in the bathroom had stopped. He curled the corners of his lips and turned to walk away.
Ye Wanwan’s heart was racing. She was genuinely a bit panicked; after all, it had been a long ti since she and Shen Yi had...
With a "click", Shen Yi instinctively raised his head, looking in the direction of the bathroom.
When Ye Wanwan erged from the bathroom, Shen Yi saw that she had already put on her black lace nightgown.
But that black lace nightgown, clearly, hid nothing and instead gave rise to even more boundless imaginings.
The two stood at a moderate distance from each other, their gazes eting in mid-air, and it was clear to Ye Wanwan that there was a change in Shen Yi’s expression.
Ye Wanwan’s heart pounded like a drum; standing at the bathroom door, she felt almost too scared to move. Even though they had already had a baby, Ye Wanwan felt like she wasn’t as nervous on their wedding night, was she?
Shen Yi stared at Ye Wanwan for a long ti, but eventually, his gaze fell on her damp hair that hadn’t had the chance to dry.
Noticing that Shen Yi was staring at her hair, Ye Wanwan glanced down and saw the long strands scattered over her shoulders.
There was no helping it, the hairdryer was outside, and she couldn’t dry her hair in the bathroom.
Suddenly, Shen Yi made a move and said with a slightly hoarse voice, "Co here."
Ye Wanwan looked up and saw Shen Yi walking towards the vanity on one side, where he took out a hairdryer from underneath it.
Shen Yi looked back and, seeing that Ye Wanwan was still standing there, urged again, "Co here and dry your hair before you catch a cold."
During her confinent, Shen Yi ticulously followed the advice of the elders, allowing Ye Wanwan to wash her hair once in the last week. She had just finished her confinent, so she still needed to be careful.
Ye Wanwan walked over and sat down in the chair, waiting for Shen Yi to start drying her hair, watching him from the makeup mirror, focusing intently on his task.
Not long ago, his eyes were filled with desire when he looked at her, but now, he was intently combing through her long hair.
Watching him, Ye Wanwan couldn’t help but beco lost in thought.
She would always be attracted by Shen Yi’s tenderness, as if he loved her profoundly.
Now, Ye Wanwan knew, he did love her profoundly!
It’s just that in her previous life, she was always trapped in her self-doubt.
She had fallen in love with Shen Yi first, so she often wondered if soone else had married Shen Yi, would he also treat that person so well?
The mont she thought that perhaps Shen Yi didn’t love her, that he was just good to her because she happened to be his wife, she couldn’t control herself and would beco frantic!
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