Meng Ruozhao was almost going crazy.
She was now beginning to suspect that she wasn't really a good person.
Because looking at those muscles, she actually wanted to reach out and touch them.
Well, even more than just once.
She tried hard to stop herself from staring, but her eyes seemed to have a mind of their own and just wouldn't look away.
Pei Jiangmu was also looking at her.
When he saw her almost burning earlobes, a hint of victorious amusement flashed across his eyes. But his tone pretended to be completely calm and even a bit hesitant.
"Um, can I take off my outer pants too?"
Without even thinking, Meng Ruozhao immediately refused. "No! Just... stay like this."
This man was really innocent. Even in this situation, he still asked if he could take off his outer pants.
If he really did, she couldn't guarantee what she would do.
Hearing her refusal, Pei Jiangmu just said "oh" and didn't say anything more.
Then, he took a small step forward, instantly closing the distance between them.
The warm and humid male aura, mixed with the faint fragrance of body wash, rushed towards her, enveloping Meng Ruozhao tightly.
She held her breath and almost walked forward in a clumsy way, her hand trembling as she reached out.
The warm towel, separated by a layer of water vapor, gently touched his back.
She carefully avoided the wound area, but her fingertips inevitably brushed against his warm skin from time to time.
That feeling was like an electric shock.
Pei Jiangmu cooperated by bending forward slightly. From this angle, his breath almost blew on her forehead and the top of her hair.
He could clearly see her slightly trembling eyelashes, like the wings of a frightened butterfly.
"This side... also needs it."
His voice was a bit hoarse as he guided her hand to the other side of his shoulder blade.
His fingertips barely brushed against the inside of her wrist, causing a slight shiver in her.
The bathroom was so quiet that only their intertwined breathing sounds and the faint sound of water could be heard.
The air was as thick as un-melted honey.
Pei Jiangmu lowered his eyes and looked at her focused and shy side face. His gaze finally landed on her slightly pursed, shiny lips.
His Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably, and his eyes gradually darkened.
Meng Ruozhao could feel the burning of his gaze, which almost set her on fire.
Under her hands was his firm and hot skin. Her nose was filled with his nice smell. The surrounding was the suffocating and ambiguous cage he created.
She felt like she was almost out of oxygen, and her heart was beating painfully.
Suddenly, Pei Jiangmu let out a very soft laugh. His breath brushed against her ear, bringing a tingle.
"Sister," his deliberately lowered voice had a grainy texture, rubbing against her nerves. "If you keep wiping like this... I might really lose control."
His words were straightforward and full of implications, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing ripples in Meng Ruozhao's heart.
Her hand trembled, and the towel almost slipped out of her hand. Her whole face turned completely red, and even her neck was tinged with crimson.
"O-okay. You can clean the rest by yourself."
She was ashamed and annoyed and wanted to take a step back, but Pei Jiangmu gently grabbed her wrist.
His strength wasn't great, but it carried a meaning that couldn't be refused.
"I'm just joking," the amusement in his eyes deepened, but there was also a stronger desire rolling in them. "But thank you, sister."
He deliberately dragged out the ending sound. Every word seemed to roll around on his tongue before being spat out, full of teasing.
Meng Ruozhao felt her legs go weak. The temperature in this bathroom seemed to be too high.
It was so high that her whole body was hot, and she almost melted into the net of sexual tension he carefully weaved.
Her mind was so muddled that she didn't even notice that Pei Jiangmu just now was completely different from his usual self.
This act of helping him wipe his body was just too ambiguous.
Meng Ruozhao dropped the towel and turned around to leave, as if there was some fierce beast behind her.
"Take your own bath. I'll buy you waterproof patches tomorrow."
The meaning of this words was that she wouldn't help him again tomorrow.
Pei Jiangmu watched her almost fleeing figure, licked his lips, and a hint of darkness flashed in his eyes.
His Ruozhao had better self - control than before.
In the past, whenever he deliberately tempted her, she would always fall for it.
Sure enough, the half - year separation was too long. Her body had become unfamiliar with him.
This feeling was really unpleasant.
Since he was unhappy, the initiator should also be unhappy.
So he picked up the phone on the sink and sent a message to Qi Yu.
"Du Feng has been having too easy a time recently. Send someone to cause him some trouble."
Although Qi Yu, who received the message, didn't know what Du Feng had done to offend his boss today.
But his boss's words were law. He immediately replied with two words, "Okay."
After putting down the phone, Pei Jiangmu finally started to take a bath.
And Meng Ruozhao rushed back to her room and immediately took her pajamas to take a bath.
In order to reduce the heat on her face, she deliberately turned down the water temperature.
As a result, the temperature on her face went down, but when she walked out of the bathroom, she sneezed.
"Sister, did you catch a cold?"
Immediately, Pei Jiangmu's concerned voice sounded outside the door.
"I'm fine."
Suddenly hearing his voice, Meng Ruozhao felt a strange kind of nervousness.
How could this guy have such sharp ears?
Or rather, this house was so expensively decorated, but the sound insulation was so poor!
But, was he done bathing? Did his wound get wet?
She thought about these things randomly and still couldn't feel at ease. So she opened the door and walked out.
Pei Jiangmu came out of the kitchen, holding her water cup in his hand.
"Sister, I brewed some hot tea. Come and have a cup quickly."
He had already put on his pajamas. It was a very conservative style that hid his beautiful muscles, but he still looked handsome in another way.
Meng Ruozhao walked over quickly and said, "You're injured. Don't do these things. Go and rest quickly."
This guy was really something. Even though he was so injured, he still did all these things for her.
She wasn't a three - year - old kid. She could brew her own hot tea.
Pei Jiangmu slightly lowered his eyes and showed a slightly sad expression.
"I'm fine. It doesn't hurt. I'm just afraid that sister will think I'm a burden."
"Always getting injured, will sister think I'm trying to gain sympathy?"
Hearing his words, Meng Ruozhao was startled. Then a feeling of pity welled up in her heart.
Sure enough, Pei Jingdu's words still left a shadow on him.
He had always been isolated, so his mind must be more sensitive.
At that time, Pei Jingdu had questioned him in front of them. Although he hadn't said anything on the surface, he must have felt bad inside.
"Of course not. If you're always getting injured, I'll only feel sorry for you. How could I think you're a burden?"
"Don't think blindly, and don't over - analyze because of others' comments. Pei Jingdu is Pei Jingdu. Rich people always have more schemes."
She didn't mean to speak ill of others behind their backs.
But it was the truth.
She couldn't figure out why a big shot like Pei Jingdu would condescend to have contact with her, so she had always been on guard.
Hearing her evaluation of Pei Jingdu, Pei Jiangmu immediately felt happy inside.
That's right. Pei Jingdu was just like a miserly lotus root.
Full of schemes and stingy.
"Then sister, let's stay away from him from now on."