Just like that, Lu Yanxi, who originally only planned to take a look, couldn't help but keep looking at him five, six, seven or eight times.
What does beauty mean (bushi) and what does physical fitness mean? I’m talking about a figure like Ye Weiran’s.
Lu Yanxi's cheeks were so hot from the heat gushing from the bathroom that he almost drooled in vain.
After all, there are not many opportunities to admire such an excellent figure quietly.
Ye Weiran suddenly felt that the temperature in the bathroom seemed to be lower than before.
Because the bathroom heater was not turned on, the temperature changes in the bathroom were more obvious. He always felt a faint chill coming from his back.
Almost all the foam on his head was rinsed away. Ye Weiran handsomely smoothed all his hair back with his hands, then took a handful of water and washed his face.
Could it be that someone is back? Ye Weiran murmured in his heart.
As a result, he turned his head slightly and caught a glimpse of Lu Yanxi's little head in the mirror, which was secretly tucked between the cracks of the door.
He even peeked, which he didn't expect.
It doesn’t look like it’s over yet, the little guy is quite hungry/thirsty.
Ye Weiran curled his lips slyly, humming a song in his mouth and continued washing, pretending not to find anything.
After rushing for a while, he suddenly turned around and pulled Lu Yanxi in without any precautions.
The next second, Lu Yanxi was pressed against the wall. A cold feeling hit her from behind. At the same time, the material of her dress was soaked bit by bit by the water vapor on the wall.
Ye Weiran pulled out the bath towel next to him with one hand and quickly wrapped it around his waist. Then before Lu Yanxi had time to run, he slapped the wall against the wall to block her way.
"What are you doing?"
He leaned down, curled his lips slightly, and whispered in her ear.
The low, magnetic voice reached Lu Yanxi's ears over the sound of rushing water, and his whole body instantly relaxed.
"No...nothing to do, I was just passing by."
Lu Yanxi swallowed, not even daring to look directly into his soul-stirring eyes.
"Passing by?"
Ye Weiran closed the sliding door again, and soon the surroundings began to be filled with mist.
"Don't tell me that you opened the door a crack by yourself, and don't tell me that you were lying at the door for a long time thinking about life."
His body was getting closer and closer, wrapped in a wave of heat.
The sharp contrast with the cool wall behind him made Lu Yanxi feel as if he was in dire straits.
"That," Lu Yanxi quietly stretched out an index finger and gently tapped Ye Weiran's chest, and sure enough, Ye Weiran was pressed there.
"I'm sorry, why don't I bother you for now. I also brought you a midnight snack, so we can eat it together after you finish washing."
But Ye Weiran had no intention of letting her out, and instead moved his arm supported on the wall downwards.
Lu Yanxi could only continue to talk nicely, "Hey, I have to change clothes, my back is wet."
She bent down and tried to escape, but was caught before she could escape from the circle enclosed by Ye Weiran's arms.
"You want to run away after reading this?"
Ye Weiran held her wrist with one hand and supported her waist with the other, "Don't you already have a midnight snack? It's just right if your skirt is wet. Why don't we wash it together..."
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Originally, Ye Weiran always felt that it would be nice if this bathroom was larger, but today she felt that this size was just right.
It would be cold if it was too spacious, and not warm enough.
The space now is enough for two people to perform. The space is just right and perfect.
In the end, Ye Weiran used the big bath towel to wrap Lu Yanxi's entire body, while he used the small one to only cover his lower body.
Then he carried her out of the bathroom and put her on the bed.
Lu Yanxi came out with only her head exposed, nodding her chin to instruct Ye Weiran to get her clothes.
"I've been wearing that suit for several days. I want to change into a clean one."
"I wore this when sleeping. It will be cold if I wear it now."
"That, that, striped clothes."
"That, that, coral velvet pajamas..."
Ye Weiran patiently followed her instructions and found her complete set from the inside out.
Then when Lu Yanxi smiled and nodded with satisfaction, the clothes flew to her head.
Sure enough, this guy is always jumping around in her minefield.
"Ye! Wei! Ran!" Lu Yanxi pulled off the pajamas that stained her face and shouted angrily.
Ye Weiran put on a striped sweater of the same style and shook her hair, tilting her head to look at the hairy Lu Yanxi.
"Hey, you're still so full of energy. It seems you didn't have enough fun just now. Do you want to do it again?"
When Lu Yanxi heard this, he immediately turned off the electricity, "hum" and started to get dressed angrily.
As soon as she finished dressing, she saw Ye Weiran taking out a hair dryer, standing in front of the dressing table and waving to her, "Come sit here and let me dry your hair."
A typical slap-and-candy type, irritating people one moment and then coaxing them the next.
It happened that Lu Yanxi didn't hold grudges either, so he happily sat down and let him dry his hair.
Ye Weiran turned on the hair dryer, carefully adjusted the temperature to a temperature that would not burn it, and then gently blew her hair.