After sitting in the fragrant rose bubbles for a while, my body was filled with the fragrance of flowers from top to bottom. I got up and washed my hair under the shower head. My whole body felt much more relaxed.
Wrapping herself in a soft and thin white bathrobe, she blow-dried her hair until it was 80% dry in front of the oversized dressing mirror. The scent of the shampoo was completely blown out by the hair dryer. She wiped her face with the facial cream on the sink and changed it out.
I stuffed my clothes into the laundry basket, opened the bathroom door and stepped out.
The moment she opened the door, she was so frightened that she almost screamed. Xiao Xingyu leaned against the door, holding a cigarette in his mouth and looking sideways at her.
"..."
"..."
The two were only half a meter apart, and the scene was frozen for at least ten seconds.
Zhang Moyan's fingers holding on to the doorknob gradually became necrotic. He looked down at the ground and saw several cigarette butts lying on the ground...
So, when she was taking a shower, there was actually a man standing across the door?
I looked at the hollow frosted glass on the bathroom door with stupid eyes, and my mind was crazy thinking that this door wouldn't reflect any images that shouldn't be reflected!
Looking at Xiao Xingyu, whose posture remained unchanged and whose expression was gloomy and unclear, Zhang Moyan finally said after a long time: "Teacher Xiao, why are you here?"
A woman who just got out of the bath, with long, slightly damp hair hanging down her shoulders. The fair skin on her face is full of water. The skin is shiny due to excessive water molecules, and the apples of her skin are glowing with steam.
Hot red, as tender as a dewy rose, exuding an aura of abuse that makes people want to pinch it off.
"Ah!"
Xiao Xingyu suddenly hugged her tightly. Amidst the woman's exclamations, he opened the cigarette with his long fingers and sprayed a mouthful of white mist into her collar.
"If you want to seduce me, just do it openly, no need to beat around the bush!"
Zhang Moyan choked and coughed several times. She was so frightened that she struggled subconsciously and denied it: "How could I seduce you? Let me go!"
But the more they struggled, the closer they became.
"A man lives on the same floor as you, and you still take a shower?" Xiao Xingyu squeezed her arms tightly and pinched her waist in a punishing manner.
The next second, he stared at the delicate collarbone exposed in the collar: Let me go, there is nothing underneath this bathrobe...
Neither of them dared to act rashly.
Zhang Moyan looked towards the corridor with difficulty and saw that the light in the room next to hers was on. She covered her mouth in surprise: "What's going on... When I came up just now, that room was dark..." Her neck stiffened and she twisted back again. When she saw Xiao Xingyu's indescribable look, she lowered her voice belatedly: "You, you live next door?"
Xiao Xingyu's eyes were dark, and his long, drooping eyelashes cast a shadow. "What do you think?" was written all over his charming face.
There was a thud, and Zhang Moyan was stunned, so stunned that his tongue was tied: "Well, then Wang Ma, she didn't tell me..."
"Really?" Xiao Xingyu narrowed his eyes like a fox and questioned, but all he thought about was me, why is it so comfortable to hold in this hand!
"I really didn't know that she arranged for me to be next door to you...she, she didn't tell me." Zhang Moyan cried in her heart, even if she jumped into the Yellow River, she wouldn't be able to clear her away. What a huge injustice!
She held back her strength and struggled a little, using her arms to put some distance between her and Xiao Xingyu. A thin layer of sweat soon broke out on her face: "Don't act like a gangster..." Her voice was as thin as a cat.
"Oh?" Xiao Xingyu didn't listen but instead came over and kissed her ear, lowering his voice, "At this time yesterday, we were doing a hundred times more things than this gangster!"
Zhang Moyan blushed all of a sudden, half of his body stiffened on the spot, and a numbing sense of shame shot up his back.
The dim light in the corridor gave the newly bathed woman a creamy honey color, and all she could smell in her nose was the body fragrance mixed with the scent of roses. If she hugged him again, she would have a physiological reaction.
Xiao Xingyu let go of the shackles, and Zhang Moyan hurriedly took a few steps back. His back hit the half-open door of the bathroom with a bang, and he shrank his shoulders in pain.
Xiao Xingyu's heart ached for a moment, then he recovered in an instant: "You are my personal bodyguard, what's the problem with Mother Wang placing you next door to me?"
Zhang Moyan opened her mouth and thought for a long time: "I thought I was the only one who lived here. If she told me that you were next door, I would never... I would pay more attention."
Xiao Xingyu leaned down: "She doesn't need to tell you at all, you just need to think about it with your head and you should know."
He said critical words, but he couldn't help but touch her head with his hands.
Zhang Moyan was frozen from head to toe by his touch, and his mind was in a mess. It took him a while to realize what he was doing, and he hurriedly turned away and said hastily: "I, I'm going to sleep."
He left without saying anything, and after taking only two steps, someone's displeased voice came from behind him: "Wait a minute!"
Zhang Moyan stopped and turned his back to the person: "Is there anything else?"
"Come to my room."
Zhang Moyan was so frightened that she hesitated: "Go, what are you doing in your room?"
Xiao Xingyu put out his cigarette: "Let's talk."
"Talk, what are we talking about?" Zhang Moyan's nerve ends were trembling, and she tremblingly expressed her refusal: "We can discuss anything tomorrow. I'm going to bed now."
"Are you so sleepy?"
"...Hmm."
Determined to sleep, there seemed to be no sound behind him. Zhang Moyan thought he had permission and walked towards the room.
"Let's talk about what to do about our affairs. It's up to you whether you come or not." The voice behind him was unhurried.
Talk about them?
Then... do you want to talk about it?
If the atmosphere is good, maybe she can mention letting him go home with her.
In Zhang Moyan's mind, heaven and man were at war. In the middle of the night, a single man asked a woman to enter his room. It was too dangerous to even think about it with her toes. Her reason told her that she must not go.
However, this is Xiao Xingyu's initiative to discuss and resolve matters between them. If he doesn't go, will there be another chance?
There was a 300-round battle between going and not going in a few seconds. In the end, she recognized the situation and thought that she was in her menstrual period. She expected that person would not be such a beast... If she thought about it this way, it would be like
Suddenly I feel a sense of security.
"Then," Zhang Moyan turned around and saw Xiao Xingyu resting his hands on the railing, "Then I'll go back and change clothes."
Xiao Xingyu's expression changed in a second and he stood up straight: "No changing!"
Zhang Moyan was stunned, and the sense of security he had just established was instantly gone.
"Why?" She tried her best to suppress the trembling in her voice and tried to reason, "It would be very strange to talk like this. You are well dressed, but I am like this. It is very strange."
Xiao Xingyu was silent for a long time, and then said: "What, does it feel unfair? Do you mean I have to take off too?"
"No, no, no," Zhang Moyan was so frightened that she quickly denied it, which was really shocking. "That's not what I meant. I just thought that changing clothes would be more like a conversation." Why take off her clothes? She was also wearing a bathrobe! "Oh?" Xiao Xingyu said with interest: "I don't think it's inappropriate for you to do this. Why do you think it affects the discussion? What did you think of?"
Zhang Moyan's whole face was as red as boiled shrimp, and he was completely speechless.
"Zhang Moyan," Xiao Xingyu, who was lightly bumped on the shoulder and passed behind her with one hand in his pocket, said in a moderate voice, "your thoughts are so dirty!"
Zhang Moyan was about to vomit three liters of blood on the spot. He wanted to refute "How can I not", but he thought that he had really thought about that aspect and felt it was inappropriate. Xiao Xingyu seemed to be right.