novelraw Chapter 63 Bathroom
Chapter 63 Bathroom
Song Xinya is twenty-five years old this year. In all her life, the only person who has ever bathed her, besides herself, is her mother.
Even the most patient mothers will inevitably experience moments of impatience as they care for their children day after day.
Mom isn't a goddess; she's made of flesh and blood, and she gets tired too, wanting to relax and unwind for a moment.
After the age of six, Song Xinya was able to bathe and wash her hair by herself, and no longer needed her mother's help.
Having been independent for so many years, as an adult, she never imagined that one day someone would say to her, "I'll help you take a bath."
Moreover, the other party was proactive, happy, and didn't allow her to refuse.
Rinse with clean water, apply shower gel, and massage it into every part of your body, rubbing it in with your hands...
This is too intimate...
Although Song Xinya was already married to Qin Yuhe, they had known each other for less than two months. She was even embarrassed to take off her clothes in front of him, let alone ask him to bathe her.
We're really not that close yet.
Song Xinya: "No need."
Qin Yuhe: "Yes, you agree."
Song Xinya: "?"
Qin Yuhe wrapped one arm around her waist, picked her up, tucked her under his arm, and walked lightly towards the bathroom.
The tall and long-legged Song Xinya looked like a figurine that could be picked up with one hand in front of him.
Is he a strongman? How can he be so strong!
Song Xinya was placed under the showerhead by Qin Yuhe.
The showerhead is surrounded by a ring of frosted glass, creating a small space.
The two stood face to face in the cramped space, the bright light illuminating every detail.
When their eyes met, they sparked an invisible flame.
Ambiguous elements in the air roam freely and unchecked.
Since we're giving her a bath, of course she has to take off her clothes.
At this moment, Song Xinya covered her collar with both hands, gripping it tightly.
Qin Yuhe didn't press her. His strong, slender fingers traced the sash of his bathrobe, deftly untied it, and simply took off the bathrobe, tossing it onto the sink beside him.
Song Xinya instinctively glanced down, her scalp tingling: "Why aren't you wearing underwear?"
Qin Yuhe's answer was quite frank: "I have to take them off even if I wear them, it's too much trouble."
Song Xinya's eyes were unsure where to look, her breathing rapid, like prey about to be devoured alive. She wanted to escape, her hands gripping the frosted glass door.
"I forgot my underwear, I'll go get it."
Suddenly, her waist tightened as his two large hands gripped her slender waist tightly.
Qin Yuhe: "Why would you wear underwear at a time like this?"
She gripped the door with both hands.
He pulled it back effortlessly.
Her back was against the frosted glass, reflecting a slender and graceful silhouette.
The man's gaze was deep and unfathomable, fixed intently on her.
Song Xinya's breathing became even more labored, a burning sensation spread across her cheeks, and she shrank back slightly.
Qin Yuhe: "What are you shaking for?"
Song Xinya: "Cold."
"I'll warm you," he said, picking her up in his arms and cradling her hips in his palms.
Having lost all support, and with only him to cling to, Song Xinya tightly embraced his neck with both hands.
The two bodies were pressed together.
She was both gentle and obedient, and partly shy. In short, she was very docile and gentle at the moment, hugging him tightly and burying her face in his neck.
Qin Yuhe was very pleased. He supported her with one hand and had the other hand free to place on the back of her head and soothe her by rubbing her head.
"Are you still cold?"
The woman on top of him was incredibly charming, and her deep, resonant voice was sweet to the ear.
"It's not cold anymore."
It's still a bit hot.
At this moment, Song Xinya no longer had any desire to escape, because there was nowhere to run away.
He held her in his arms in the center of the frosted glass bathroom, with nothing around to hold onto; he was her only support.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and her long legs around his waist.
The showerhead was turned on, and the bathroom was filled with steam.
Hot water poured down from above, soaking her hair, her cheeks, and her light pink silk nightgown.
The damp fabric clung to her body, outlining her graceful, undulating curves, exuding an indescribable allure.
The small space was filled with the heat of the flowing water.
Both of them were soaked with hot water and hugged each other, dripping wet.
Their breaths mingled, creating a stickier, more intoxicating atmosphere than moisture.
Desires swell, and the body dominates thoughts.
Qin Yuhe stared at Song Xinya with his dark eyes, his gaze filled with an unstoppable aggressiveness.
The light pink ice silk nightgown slid slowly, inch by inch, off her silky smooth skin.
She was pressed against the frosted glass.
A powerful, well-built body loomed over him, with solid muscles and explosive power.
Both eyes were filled with pleasure and fascination, and the splashing water droplets filled the entire space with the sound of water.
An unusual ripple spread through their hearts.
Beneath the restrained and ascetic suit, his wild and unrestrained side was completely unleashed, becoming both mad and ruthless...
.........
It was 4:30 a.m., the night was deep, and people were restless.
The lights in the master bedroom on the second floor of the Forbidden City Mansion were never turned off.
Song Xinya had fallen into a deep sleep once. When she woke up, she saw Qin Yuhe lying above her, still in high spirits and enjoying himself immensely.
Actually, Song Xinya had made plans to go out for donuts with her best friend Tian Tianquan tomorrow morning.
At this hour, she's still awake. Forget about going out for donuts tomorrow morning, she won't even be able to get out of bed tomorrow afternoon.
Song Xinya reached for the bedside table, picked up her phone, and sent a message to Tiantianquan:
[Circle, our best friend day tomorrow morning is canceled, I can't get up.]
After sending the message, Song Xinya didn't expect an immediate reply. As she placed her phone on the bedside table, a message popped up:
Why can't I get up?
Song Xinya glanced at the man above her, her eyes filled with tears, her expression shy and timid.
She naturally couldn't reveal the real reason; it was too shameful.
Song Xinya made up an excuse: [I have insomnia]
Tian Tianquan was unaware that Song Xinya's husband had returned. Upon hearing her best friend say that Song Xinya was suffering from insomnia, she naturally chose to believe her.
He quickly offered a barrage of concerned questions: "Honey, why are you having trouble sleeping? Has your foot injury gotten worse?"
Song Xinya: [No]
The injury on my foot started to heal, but other parts of my body started to get injured.
Tian Tian Quan: [Then why are you having trouble sleeping?]
Song Xinya: [I don't know]
Another message came through Tian Tianquan. Qin Yuhe had taken the phone and placed it on the bedside table, so Song Xinya didn't see it.
He grasped her slender neck with his hand, his thumb slowly caressing her delicate, smooth skin. The calluses rubbed against her skin, creating a gritty texture, and a dangerous signal coursed through her like an electric current.
"Mrs. Qin, concentrate."
Song Xinya also wanted to concentrate, but damn it, it took him way too long!
It's more tiring than doing a hundred math problems.
Her attention span is only one hour, while Qin Yuhe can maintain high intensity for eight hours and remain focused.
A top student is a top student; they can excel in any field.
Doing exercises with him will ruin your back.
When the last one ended, Song Xinya was dizzy and glanced at the time; it was seven in the morning.
The moment her head touched the pillow, she fell asleep immediately.
She was lying face down at the moment, and Qin Yuhe's gaze fell downwards.
Perhaps because she was too shy the first two times, and the room was too dimly lit, he didn't notice anything.
This time, he noticed a small, round mark in the middle of her right buttock...
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