novelraw Chapter 112 I'll help you wash
Chapter 112 I'll help you wash
Su Qiu didn't answer immediately, but just rested her chin on her hand and looked at him, her gaze wandering over his tense shoulder line.
The air was still for a few seconds.
She suddenly chuckled softly, stood up from the sofa, walked over to him, and gently poked his chest with her fingertip:
"What's there to be nervous about?"
She looked at him, the playfulness in her eyes fading, replaced by a more serious expression:
"If I had really locked you up, do you think you'd still be standing here?"
Shen Yi's Adam's apple bobbed, but he didn't speak.
"Just kidding." Su Qiu withdrew her hand, turned, and walked towards the kitchen. "Want some water?"
Shen Yi watched her retreating figure, his fingers unconsciously curling up.
He was genuinely panicked for a moment.
It's not that I'm afraid of being locked up, it's that I'm afraid that the seemingly joking seriousness in her eyes might one day become real.
But why did he have this inexplicable expectation in his heart?
The sound of running water came from the kitchen. Su Qiu poured a glass of water and asked, "Want some water?"
"Um."
Shen Yi took the water glass from Su Qiu, took a sip, and then looked at her:
"Are you planning to live in this villa permanently, or will you continue living in your old one?"
Su Qiu poured herself a glass of water, leaned against the kitchen counter, and said casually:
"This way, things will be easier to handle."
Shen Yi nodded, mentally planning to go back to his old residence to pack his things, but aloud he said:
"Then I'll prepare my clothes and stuff. We're boyfriend and girlfriend, so naturally we'll...we'll live together."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yi felt that the scene was a bit like living together. His cheeks secretly flushed, but he was also a little excited.
"It's alright, I've already arranged for someone to prepare it, and it will be delivered tonight."
Su Qiu took a sip of saliva and said in a calm tone, "I had them pack up your frequently used items, just like they were in your old residence."
Shen Yi was taken aback, and the water glass in his hand wobbled, almost spilling the water.
He looked up at her, his eyes filled with surprise, his heart overflowing with something sweet:
"You're quite... thoughtful."
Su Qiu put down her water glass, turned around, opened the refrigerator to get milk, and said without turning her head, "It's just something I did."
As Shen Yi watched her retreating figure, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up. He took a sip of water and felt that the water tasted sweeter than usual today.
So this is what it feels like to be remembered.
……
"What time are you leaving tomorrow?"
Shen Yi nestled on the sofa, shifting his gaze from the movie screen to Su Qiu, who was washing fruit in the kitchen.
The flickering light and shadow on the screen concealed the reluctance in his eyes.
Su Qiu shook the water droplets off her hands, picked up a strawberry from the fruit plate, and tossed it around.
"Nine o'clock, no rush."
Shen Yi said "Oh," quietly took out his phone, swiped his finger across the screen, and set the alarm for 8:30.
After doing all this, he put his phone back in his pocket, looked at the screen again, and silently did some calculations in his mind.
I got up at 8:30 to take her to school.
Halfway through the movie, Su Qiu came over with a plate of cut fruit and sat cross-legged on the carpet next to him.
Shen Yi naturally moved closer to her, their shoulders gently resting together.
The sweet scent of strawberries mingled with her subtle fragrance, creating a more reassuring atmosphere than any scene from a movie.
The movie ended just as dinner time was approaching.
White Wolf brought the food, and the servants arrived just then; they were the same group from the original villa.
The two finished their meal quietly.
After dinner, Shen Yi went to process urgent company documents, his fingers flying across the keyboard, but his mind was racing:
I need to finish quickly so I can spend more time talking to her.
As Su Qiu closed her laptop, she was holding a white bathrobe, preparing to take a shower.
"Are you done with your work?"
Su Qiu turned around, her bathrobe draped loosely over her arm, her hair casually tied behind her head, revealing a section of her fair neck.
She had just had her bandages removed, and the light pink wound below her collarbone had not yet fully healed.
It appears exceptionally clear under the light.
Shen Yi's gaze immediately fell on the wound, and he abruptly stood up:
"Your wound hasn't fully healed yet, so you can't get it wet."
He spoke rapidly, with a hint of barely perceptible nervousness, "How about... I help you wash?"
The last few words were so small they were almost blown away by the wind blowing through the corridor.
He regretted it as soon as he finished speaking. His cheeks flushed, his eyes darted around in a panic, and he didn't know what to do with his hands.
If we go, wouldn't we be walking into a trap?
"Okay."
Her voice carried a hint of laughter, with a slight upward inflection at the end, like a feather gently brushing against the heart.
Shen Yi opened his mouth, wanting to say something to cover up his panic, but he hesitated.
Should we go or not?
Su Qiu glanced at Shen Yi and caught the hesitation in the man's eyes. "Little thing, if you're hesitant, don't come."
"I...I didn't hesitate!"
Shen Yi, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, immediately retorted, as if that would cover up his guilty conscience.
He gritted his teeth and followed her into the bathroom.
As I closed the door, my hand trembled, and with a "click," the latch snapped shut, as if I had sealed myself off.
Steam rose in the bathroom, the mirror was covered with a layer of white mist, and the warm yellow light shone through the steam, making everything appear hazy.
With her back to him, Su Qiu took off her bathrobe as naturally as if she were at home.
The water splashed onto her with a "whoosh," creating tiny droplets.
Shen Yi's steps suddenly stopped, his cheeks flushed, and his eyes darted around, unsure of where to look.
Looking at the floor?
Her shadow was reflected in the tiles.
Looking at the wall?
The water from the showerhead was flowing down her back.
Looking in the mirror?
The silhouette behind the white mist was even more unsettling.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to break the silence, but his throat felt like it was blocked by steam.
All I could hear was my own heart pounding like a drum, pounding so hard it hurt my eardrums.
"I...I'll help you..." He forced himself to walk forward, but as soon as his fingertips touched the bath sponge, Su Qiu pressed his hand down.
"Here you go." She handed him the bath sponge and turned to adjust the water temperature.
Water droplets dripped from the ends of her hair onto her collarbone, then slid into her collar.
Oh no, she's not wearing anything right now.
It only has some straps, but it feels both sexy and powerful.
"Hurry up, you can wash too." Su Qiu's voice came through the sound of water, her tone unreadable.
"Oh," Shen Yi replied obediently, his fingers trembling as he unbuttoned his shirt.
His eyes darted around, but he didn't dare look in her direction.
My mind is a mess.
Why are you shy? It's not like you haven't washed before, or haven't washed less often.
She's leaving tomorrow, so what's the point of what happened today?
Will you want to...?
But she seemed perfectly natural. Was I just overthinking it?
The water flowed over the tiles, and the heat grew stronger, making Shen Yi feel his breath become scalding hot.
Just as he was lost in thought, Su Qiu suddenly leaned closer. "What are you daydreaming about? Weren't you going to help me?"
Shen Yi's fingers were still frozen in mid-air, his mind filled with a jumble of thoughts.
Suddenly pulled back to reality by Su Qiu's voice, he looked up and met her smiling eyes.
She had moved closer to him without him noticing, her nose almost touching his.
In the misty air, her eyelashes were wet, gleaming with a playful light.
Shen Yi's face flushed bright red, and he instinctively stepped back, only to bump his lower back against the cold tile wall, leaving him nowhere to retreat.
He gripped the bath sponge tighter, squeezing out water from the foam, and stammered:
"N-nothing..."
"Nothing?"
Su Qiu took another half step forward, raised her hand and pressed it against the wall behind him, trapping him between herself and the wall.
Her tone was deliberately deliberately difficult, "Then tell me, what were you thinking about just now?"