Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: End less Fantasy Translation
The sound of cascading water filled the bathroom, creating an illusion of intimacy.
Rong Qi pocketed her phone and prepared to climb into bed for a nightâs rest.
But at that moment, a voice cut through the ambient noise of the shower. âLittle Qi, could you grab me a shirt? I forgot about it.â
The deep timbre of Ye Nanshenâs voice was like aged whiskey, causing Rong Qiâs heart to stutter.
Rong Qi looked at the steamy bathroom door, her heart suddenly thumping in her chest. She asked, âDonât you have a bath towel? Why donât you just wrap yourself in that?â
The last thing Rong Qi wanted was to catch a glimpse of Ye Nanshen, fresh out of the shower. She knew she wouldnât ever get to sleep tonight if that happened.
Just as Rong Qi finished her sentence, low laughter echoed from the bathroom. âYou sure you want me to come out wrapped in a towel?â
âNo⦠definitely not. Wait a second, Iâll get your pajamas,â Rong Qi said.
Rong Qi darted to the wardrobe and chose a set of ultra-conservative checkered pajamas, smirking as she did. âHeaven forbid I catch sight of his abs, his collarbone, his neck, his legs, his back. What if I had a nosebleed?â
Armed with the pajamas, Rong Qi approached the bathroom door and knocked. âHere, Iâve got them.â
The door cracked open slightly, but Ye Nanshenâs hand didnât appear to grab the clothes. A waft of warm, moist air spilled out, caressing Rong Qiâs face in a tingling embrace.
Rong Qi extended her arm through the narrow opening. âHere, your pajamas. Hurry up, my handâs getting numb.â
One second, two seconds, three secondsâ¦
Nothing happened.
Frowning, Rong Qi gently pushed the door open to peek inside. Before she knew it, her wrist was gripped and she was yanked into the steam-filled bathroom.
The floor was awash with water. Had Ye Nanshen not caught Rong Qiâs waist, she might have slipped and fallen, injuring herself.
She turned around to find herself pressed tightly against him, her heart racing faster than before.
His body was burning hot, as if he were a ball of fire, causing her cheeks to flush in response.
âYour pajamas,â she stammered, her dewy eyes giving her an ethereal look.
Standing at a towering 188cm, Ye Nanshen emanated an overpowering aura, especially in the confines of the steamy bathroom.
Rong Qiâs heart raced.
âHere are your clothes,â she murmured, nearly nose bleeding at the sight of him.
âI hate my lack of self-control. Hadnât I faced naked men before, unphased? Yet, here I am, completely disarmed by him.â Rong Qi thought.
âLittle Qi.â Ye Nanshen lowered his gaze to meet hers, his eyes a captivating haze in the steamy air, exquisitely handsome.
âUm⦠I have classes tomorrow,â she replied sheepishly.
His low chuckle wrapped around her like a warm blanket, sending tingles down her spine. âLittle Qi, I donât feel so good.â
âWhich part?â
âEverywhere.â
He tightened his grip on her, pulling her closer. âIt feels a bit better now.â
Taking full advantage of his weakened state, he leaned into her, causing her heart to skip wildly.
âI have classes tomorrow,â she repeated.
âTake a leave of absence,â he said, smiling at her as if intoxicated by her cream-like complexion.
âDidnât you say youâre not feeling well?â
âThat doesnât stop me.â
He cupped her chin and studied her flushed face before leaning down and brushing his lips against hers.
âLittle Qi, I love you.â
His words blended harmoniously with the pattering rain of the shower as if playing a beautiful symphony.
Then, a night of intimacy unfolded..