"Alright." After finishing everything, he returned to Fan Rou’s side.
"Cover your eyes." Fan Rou handed him a towel.
Lan Shao covered his eyes,
She stood on one foot, unable to keep her balance, and fell onto Lan Shao out of inertia.
"Careful." Lan Shao instinctively reached out to steady her.
Lan Shao, in a fluster, let go of her, and Fan Rou toppled over onto the bathtub.
"Ah." She scread.
Lan Shao quickly pulled off the towel: "Xiao Rou, what happened to you?"
What he saw was a snowy white back, causing Lan Shao’s face to flush with heat. Without thinking too much, he quickly wrapped Fan Rou with a bath towel, picked her up, and asked, "Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?"
"To hell with going to the hospital, put down, I’m fine," Fan Rou said, her face flushed red.
If she went to the hospital, she’d die of embarrassnt. Who else but her could manage to injure herself taking a bath?
Lan Shao stopped in his tracks and looked at her doubtfully: "Really okay? Shouldn’t I take a look?"
Fan Rou clutched the towel tightly: "Look at what? If you want to fool around, just say it."
Lan Shao couldn’t argue with her, so he had to comply. He carried her back to the bathroom and carefully set her down.
"Cover your eyes again." Fan Rou took a deep breath and said.
Lan Shao obediently closed his eyes. Actually, he was still a bit worried, but if he didn’t close them, she would probably feel very uncomfortable.
Fan Rou placed one hand on the sink and began to take off her pants. She considered wearing a skirt the next day, but wearing a skirt would make it inconvenient if others saw her foot injury.
It would be easy to have a wardrobe malfunction.
Fan Rou worried.
Since it was sumr, Fan Rou was wearing shorts. One leg easily slipped off, while the injured leg took a bit more effort.
Fan Rou rested her hand on Lan Shao’s arm: "Help walk forward."
After a couple of steps, they reached the bathtub, and Fan Rou stepped in, turning around.
"Hold on to , I need to lie down slowly," Fan Rou said.
Lan Shao’s hand found its way to her back, then down to her waist. Because he couldn’t see, his other senses were incredibly heightened.
The skin he touched was so smooth, like silk, that Lan Shao couldn’t help but give it a little pinch.
"What are you doing?" Fan Rou yelled.
If she hadn’t pushed him away, she’d have toppled over for sure.
"I..." Lan Shao didn’t know how to explain himself.
"Bend down and grab my injured foot," Fan Rou said.
Lan Shao bent down and fumbled to grab Fan Rou’s foot. Fan Rou felt lucky that she had learned to dance from a young age, and her flexibility allowed her to lie down awkwardly in this difficult position.
After lying down in the tub, Fan Rou finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Lan Shao, "Alright, you can leave now, and don’t forget to close the door."
"Okay, call when you’re done bathing." Lan Shao turned around, pulling off the towel from his face as he strode out.
Fan Rou lay exhausted in the tub, feeling both ntally and physically drained.
It was just a bath, and it was already such an ordeal. This was only the first day; how would she get through the rest?
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