"Sister, are you not feeling well? Your ears are so red."
Pei Jiangmu suddenly walked down and stood behind her. His fingers hovered beside her ear for half a second, then he retracted them self - restrainedly.
"It's all my fault for standing there talking to you. Did I make you catch a cold?"
When he lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes cast a shadow of remorse under his eyes. However, his abdominal muscles were faintly visible with the rhythm of his breathing.
The steam from the bathroom seemed to spread here, providing a reasonable cover for this "accidental" seduction.
Meng Ruozhao didn't dare to turn around at all. She only felt the heat from the tip of her ears spreading all the way to her neck, and even her fingertips were slightly numb.
The young man's breath brushed against the back of her neck faintly, carrying the damp warmth after a bath, making her almost curl up.
She almost buried herself in the box, as if there was a life - saving answer hidden there.
"Why isn't sister answering me?"
Pei Jiangmu suddenly lowered his voice, and the innocent ending sound was like a feather tickling her eardrum.
He pretended to be clumsy and bent down to help her look for it. The outline of his waist and abdomen tightened suddenly under the bath towel.
Meng Ruozhao gasped and quickly stopped him. "No need. It'll be done soon."
Seeing that she was really about to bury herself completely in the box, Pei Jiangmu had to withdraw his hand.
But when he stood up, he "accidentally" let the bath towel loosen an inch.
Fortunately, just when Meng Ruozhao's nerves were stretched to the limit, she finally found the slightly wrinkled pajamas in the corner of the box.
"Just make do with it."
When she handed the pajamas over, she finally turned to look at him and met his moist eyes.
He looked like an innocent large - sized dog.
But before she looked over, the fleeting arc on his lips revealed his pleasure of success.
Meng Ruozhao almost held her breath while handing over the pajamas.
Her fingertips inevitably touched his warm and dry palm.
That brief contact was like a small static spark, "pop" exploding on her sensitive nerve endings.
She quickly withdrew her hand as if the pajamas were burning hot.
"Thank you, sister."
Pei Jiangmu's voice still carried that kind of innocent feeling, like a little animal just fished out of the water.
He even leaned forward slightly, with an impeccable and polite posture.
However, just as he bent down to take the pajamas and then stood up straight, that "accidental" action happened again.
The bath towel, which was already precariously hanging on his hips, slipped down subtly with the movement of his straightening his back.
That dangerous mermaid line was faintly visible at the edge of the bath towel, disappearing into the shadowy area that invited people's imagination.
Even more deadly, the bright light illuminated the outline of his broad shoulders, firm chest, and well - defined abdominal muscles clearly.
The water droplets dripping from his hair to his body sparkled under the light, slowly winding down along the grooves of his muscles and disappearing at the edge of the white bath towel.
Meng Ruozhao only felt a more surging heat rushing straight to her head, and her ears were buzzing.
She quickly lowered her eyelids, and her gaze was firmly fixed on the dark carpet fluff under her feet, as if she could study the mysteries of the universe from the complex texture.
Her heart was pounding like a drum in her chest, making her fingertips numb.
Don't look... Don't look...
There was a voice screaming in her heart, but the fleeting picture just now kept playing repeatedly in her mind, terrifyingly clear.
"Sister, are you not feeling well?"
Pei Jiangmu's voice rang out in time, with just the right amount of confusion, breaking the suffocating silence.
He even took a small step forward, shortening the distance a bit.
The scent that mixed the fresh bath gel and the unique hormone of a young man rushed towards her again.
Meng Ruozhao took a sudden step back like a frightened rabbit, and her back almost touched the cold wall.
"N - No, I'm fine!"
Her voice was a bit tense. She tried to maintain her composure on the surface and quickly said, "Put on your clothes quickly. Don't catch a cold."
She deliberately emphasized "catch a cold", trying to cover up her panic with concern.
It was also a reminder to him, or rather to herself, of the inappropriateness of his current state.
Pei Jiangmu blinked.
His beautiful eyes were especially clear under the light, as if he was really just simply worried about whether she was not feeling well.
Then, he looked down at himself, and then looked up at Meng Ruozhao.
The corner of his mouth curved into a harmless and somewhat childish arc.
"Yeah, thank you for your concern, sister, but..."
He paused, as if a bit troubled, and looked down at the slightly wrinkled pajamas in his hand.
"This one seems... a bit small?"
He frowned slightly, with an innocent and serious expression, as if he was really just discussing a serious issue about the size.
But Meng Ruozhao keenly noticed that his hand holding the pajamas didn't immediately try to cover his body.
Instead, it was like holding a prop and naturally hanging by his side.
He continued to generously show his strong upper body and the firm waist and abdomen under the bath towel in the corner of her vision.
"Small?"
Meng Ruozhao forced herself to focus her sight on the pajamas and didn't dare to glance anywhere else.
"I'll look again. There should be a bigger one."
She squatted down again, almost burying herself in the open storage box and rummaging through it eagerly.
As if that small space was her only safe haven at the moment.
She could feel him standing beside her, and his gaze seemed to fall on her back, with an indescribable focus and heat.
"Sister, how about... I look for it?"
Pei Jiangmu's voice came from above, with a bit of hesitation and a little flattery.
He made a gesture to squat down too.
"No need!"
Meng Ruozhao's voice rose a bit, almost blurted out.
She suddenly straightened up, moving so fast that she almost bumped into him.
She raised her hand and made a gesture to stop him.
Her fingertips almost touched his solid chest, but she stopped abruptly a split - second before touching it, awkwardly frozen in mid - air.
"Y - You just stand there! I'll find it soon!"
Her tone was urgent, with a hint of an undeniable order, but her face was as red as a ripe tomato.
Pei Jiangmu cooperated very well and stopped his movement.
He even obediently took a tiny step back, re - creating that insignificant distance.
He raised his hands, making a "surrender" gesture, but the corner of his mouth carried a barely perceptible arc of success, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.
His eyes were still as clean as the newly melted snow water, looking at her moistly, as if saying:
Look, I'm being good and listening to sister.
"Okay, then sister look for it. I won't move."
His voice was docile, with a bit of a smile.
Meng Ruozhao took a deep breath and buried her head in the box again.
She could clearly feel the heat on her cheeks and his gaze on her.
This damned distance!
Even though he took a step back, his strong presence and the after - effect of the visual impact just now still firmly captured her senses.