Li Xingye walked into the inner room, probably to change clothes.
She pursed her lips, her heartbeat speeding up for no reason.
She was soaked, sticky and cold, so it wasn't a big deal to leave after taking a shower. Moreover, it was already late at night, and most people should have rested after drinking. If she ran back in the dark night, no one would notice her.
After convincing herself, she wrapped herself in a bath towel and ran to the bathroom.
When she opened the door, she was still startled.
Hot water had been put in the bathtub, but when he came out, his hands were still as cold as ice.
Tang Qingwan lay in the bathtub, her body completely relaxed from the tension, and her slender fingers slightly touched her lips.
Threads of pain touched her nerves.
In my mind, he looked silent and absent-minded.
he.
scared……
When he crawled over in embarrassment, lifted her up and held her in his arms, she seemed to vaguely see the boy from four years ago, familiar and pitiful.
Unlike those who are so generous, this place is unruly and cruel to the city.
Just a scarred child...
Her fingers slowly slid down from her lips, and the violent pressure just now made her chest still hurt. But it hurts more than this...
The long and ugly scar lay on her chest like a poisonous snake, tearing her life away from time to time.
After a while, Tang Qingwan breathed a long sigh of relief...
It wasn't until she finished taking a comfortable bath that she realized a problem.
Her clothes were soaked and she couldn't wear them anymore. How was she going to get out?
Tang Qingwan once again lamented that her brain was filled with water tonight.
She could have been asked to send her back to her room, but by some strange coincidence, she followed Li Xingye back to his room.
It is simply a cocoon.
She reluctantly picked up the wet clothes and put them on.
The door happened to be knocked softly at this time, and a gap opened immediately.
She stopped moving and shouted: "Don't come in!"
"..."
There was silence, a ghostly silence.
The man outside the door sighed.
Tang Qingwan frowned warily: "What are you doing!"
An arm silently stretched out from behind the door, holding clean clothes in his hand.
With a dull voice: "Here you go."
Tang Qingwan had a lump in her throat and blinked.
He grabbed a bath towel and wrapped it up, taking small steps. The moment his fingertips came close, he stretched out his hand and pulled the clothes away.
She saw Li Xingye's hand hanging in the air, and paused before taking it back.
Somehow, his helplessness and... youthfulness could be felt in the atmosphere.
"Do you need help?"
Across the door, he lowered his eyes.
The light in the bathroom filtered through the frosted glass and gently fell on his handsome face.
The hot air flowed out from the cracks in the door and lingered on the tip of the nose.
There is the fragrant lily of the valley fragrance unique to her.
"……unnecessary."
Tang Qingwan looked at the frosted glass door with clear eyes.
His outline could be seen dimly.
It turned out that he went to help her find clothes.
She clenched her clean thick sweatshirt slightly.
It has its own unique woody floral scent.
The heart beat in silence, irregularly.
A long while.
"I'm right outside. If you... have anything to do, you can knock on the glass." He paused and said softly, "Don't wash for too long, or you'll faint easily."
Tang Qingwan nodded at the hazy outline and subconsciously hugged Wei Yi tightly in her arms.
"……good."
"squeak--"
The door closed again.
Tang Qingwan stayed for a moment and breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he unfolded his clothes and looked at them.
It clearly doesn't fit.
It was long-sleeved and bigger than her own large pajamas.
Forget it, put it on first.
She opened the door, stuck her head out, and looked around like a cat.
All was quiet.
She looked at the half-open door of the cloakroom, the light shining through.
Should he still be changing his clothes?
Tang Qingwan held her breath and concentrated, taking one step after another.
Finally moved to the door.
She can't stay here.
What are you doing here?
Being in the same room together was nothing but awkwardness and quarrels. She was exhausted and in no mood to deal with him anymore.
I have had the experience of being under house arrest by this kid before.
Since they are all leaving, what is the difference between saying hello and not saying hello.
Even if he sees that he is gone, he will assume that she has gone back to her room. After all, the yacht is traveling on the sea, and she cannot just disappear.
Yes, there is nothing wrong with this idea.
The logic full of loopholes convinced her of her guilty conscience.
She carefully pressed the door handle and prepared to open the door and walk out.
I don’t know what’s going on... I don’t know...
He ran into a strong and warm embrace.
Then, a calm and cold voice reached my ears, making people tremble.
"Where are you going?"
As the shadow fell, Tang Qingwan slowly raised her eyes, like a wet fox with drooped ears.
Li Xingye held a thermos cup in his hand and looked at the embarrassed person in front of him for a moment.
He went to the kitchen and got ginger soup.
As soon as I came back, I saw people trying to run away.
Hit hard.
Her hair had not been dried, and the blush on her face from the heat had not dissipated.
Like a hibiscus emerging from the water, it sways and charms people.
His eyes are sparkling, huh, but they are full of scheming.
Li Xingye reached out and pushed her.
Without much effort, Tang Qingwan was forced to retreat.
She was so focused on keeping her balance that she didn't notice that the door was not only closed but also locked by him.
When I looked up, it was already too late.
"Why did you lock the door?"
He took out a clean cup and ignored her anxiety.
He poured out the contents of the thermos cup unhurriedly.
He looked so focused.
Tang Qingwan glanced at him, her wet hair brushed against her forehead, looking a little more dignified and calm. My hair was not dry, so I would definitely have caught the cold wind when I ran out blindly. I didn’t wear a hat, and I didn’t have to worry about getting a migraine. But...what does it have to do with her.
She glanced at the door again. If he wasn't paying attention, there would be a chance...
"Sister-in-law, you'd better be more honest." He put the cup into her hand.
"otherwise……"
He raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes playful and frivolous.
He looked at her from top to bottom blatantly.
Face, collarbone, and...
There's a dangerous smell in the air.
"You can try."
Tang Qingwan pursed her lips and held the cup.
He subconsciously took a step back.
You are still the same person, but you always feel like your face has changed.
Li Xingye chuckled.
She squeezed the cup in her hand tightly, still refusing to give up: "Since you keep me, then you can get out."
He was unmoved: "My room, why should I go out?"
"..." Tang Qingwan was speechless and turned around angrily.
Just as she was about to sit on the chair, he pinched her arm and pinned her down on the bed.
The bed is warm and soft, which is naturally better than a cold chair.
She didn't resist at all and sat down peacefully.
He lowered his eyes and saw that there was hot ginger soup in the cup.
Tang Qingwan held the cup and took a sip of ginger soup like a kitten.
Warmth spread throughout her body, and a trace of pleasure subconsciously slipped through her eyes.
But there was a joking chuckle in his ears again.
Tang Qingwan instantly stopped smiling and stared at him angrily.
Of course she knew what he was laughing at.
He was laughing again at her lack of progress.
Drink whatever is handed to her.
Not a long memory at all.
