Ling Shuangjiang tested the water temperature, stepped into the bathtub, and slowly lay down inside.
The bathtub was positioned directly opposite the bathroom door, and Ling Shuangjiang could see Xie Wang's shadowy figure.
He said to the outside, "Xie Wang, the water in the bathtub is very comfortable. You go and rest first, I'll be right out."
Xie Wang, who was standing at the door, did not leave after hearing this.
"The bathtub also has a massage function; let me turn it on for you."
"But I'm not very familiar with the operation, so you may have to wait a while."
Seeing how thoughtful Xie Wang was, Ling Shuangjiang rested her head on the edge of the bathtub and smiled softly towards the door: "No rush, thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard work." The shadowy figure outside the door stirred.
Suddenly, the frosted bathroom door abruptly turned into transparent glass, and Xie Wang appeared clearly in front of Ling Shuangjiang.
Ling Shuangjiang was stunned for a moment, then quickly sat up from the water and looked at the door with a puzzled expression.
He knew that there was a type of bathroom door where you could see out from the inside, but not in from the outside.
But Xie Wangjia's family is clearly not like that.
Because Xie Wang's gaze towards him was now clearly strange.
"Xie Wang, why is the door like this?"
Xie Wang stared at Ling Shuangjiang's shoulder, his gaze seemingly glued to it, a hint of guilt mixed with intense longing.
"Shuangjiang, I made a mistake, and this door has accidentally become transparent."
Ling Shuangjiang pulled her legs up and sat in the bathtub, looking at him: "Can you switch back? This is a bit strange."
Ling Shuangjiang inside was soaked in water.
Xie Wang's gaze traveled down along her fair collarbone, his throat bobbing involuntarily.
I'll try my best.
The temperature in the bathroom is currently 39 degrees Celsius.
Xie Wang was operating his phone while observing Ling Shuangjiang.
The water in that bathtub was a real hindrance.
Except for Ling Shuangjiang's shoulders and legs, none of them were visible.
It would be better if the water were a little shallower.
"I'll finish Frost's Descent soon."
After saying this, Xie Wang pretended to be anxious and manipulated his phone. After a few commands, the water in the bathtub slowly drained out with a whoosh.
Before Ling Shuangjiang could react, the water level had already dropped ten centimeters, and it only stopped seeping down to his lower abdomen.
Upon seeing this, Xie Wang felt a sharp itch in his throat and coughed awkwardly twice.
"Sorry, there seems to be a bug."
When Xie Wang spoke to Ling Shuangjiang, his eyes were bright, as if he were secretly observing her with a small hook.
Observing Xie Wang's unusual actions, Ling Shuangjiang understood. It seemed that this series of actions was all intentional on Xie Wang's part.
He leaned lazily against the bathtub, his gaze sweeping over Xie Wang without any attempt to hide it, a half-smile playing on his lips.
"This bathtub seems to be broken, and the water level has dropped."
Xie Wang pretended to be serious and continued fiddling with it.
"It's okay, if it can't be fixed, then forget about it."
Ling Shuangjiang chuckled softly, slowly straightened up, no longer caring about Xie Wang, and went about her bathing routine as usual.
After a bath, it's time for a shower.
With his smooth back facing Xie Wang, he stepped barefoot from the bathtub onto the floor and into the shower to begin his bath.
The foam on my body flowed slowly down with the warm water, down to my ankles.
Ling Shuangjiang looked up at the sprayer, her hands running through her black hair and sliding over her shoulders, cleaning the foam off her body inch by inch from top to bottom.
Shoulders, arms, back, legs...
Every place was thoroughly inspected, leaving nothing out.
Through the metal spray in front of him, he could see Xie Wang still standing there, his eyes shining.
A smile played on his lips as the spraying water slowly stopped.
He wrapped himself in his bathrobe and went to the sink.
The washbasin was only 30 centimeters away from Xie Wang, even closer.
Ling Shuangjiang asked Xie Wang, "Do you have any body lotion here?"
"No, I don't use that kind of thing." Xie Wang had been looking at it for a long time, his mouth was already dry, and his voice was low and hoarse.
Ling Shuangjiang asked again, "It's in my suitcase, can you get it for me?"
Xie Wang pursed his lips: "Okay."
Soon, Xie Wang brought over Ling Shuangjiang's body lotion. As he opened the door, he quickly scooted forward, his shoulder even halfway inside, but Ling Shuangjiang still firmly refused to let him in.
Although he didn't achieve his goal, Xie Wang wasn't in a hurry.
Anyway, he can see it even if he's standing outside.
"Thanks."
Ling Shuangjiang stood in front of the mirror, not telling Xie Wang to leave, and continued doing her own thing.
He smeared body lotion into his palm, spread it slowly, and once it warmed up, he gently swirled it onto his arm.
To apply body lotion to her chest, she needed to take off her clothes. Ling Shuangjiang only unbuttoned the first four buttons and inadvertently glanced at Xie Wang outside the door.
Xie Wang was taken aback, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily.
Ling Shuangjiang withdrew her gaze, turned her palm inward and began to apply the ointment, covering her collarbone, chest and lower abdomen without missing a spot.
When applying shower gel, the wide neckline of the bathrobe partially covers her skin, gradually slipping down her back, making her fair skin appear as if it were coated with a porcelain-white light, delicate and smooth.
Xie Wang could hardly suppress the restlessness within him. He gripped the doorknob, his fingers tightening slightly as he tried to go inside.
He only gave up after pressing the buttons several times without any effect.
At this moment, Ling Shuangjiang inside raised her legs and placed them on the edge of the sink.
He pressed some body lotion onto his hand, leaving a fine, white liquid. He touched his leg, gently circling it, his beautiful fingers caressing it tenderly and slowly.
Apply the ointment evenly after ten minutes, then switch to the other leg.
During this time, Ling Shuangjiang glanced at Xie Wang again.
This time, Xie Wang did not avoid her. Instead, he looked at Ling Shuangjiang even more intently, his hands gripping the door and a hint of anxiety showing between his brows.
He remembered that domineering CEO novel again.
Just like the male protagonist in the story, he also wanted to rush in, hug Ling Shuangjiang from behind, pinch his waist, and kiss him until he begged for mercy.
A dryness settled in Xie Wang's throat, and he vaguely felt discomfort in his nasal cavity. The fire inside wanted to be released but had no outlet, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
Tilting her head to look at Xie Wang, Ling Shuangjiang smiled faintly, calmly put on her bathrobe and picked up the body lotion, "By the way, did you help me tidy up a clean room?"
"Aren't you going to sleep with me?" Xie Wang's voice was a little hoarse as he gripped the doorknob and looked at him anxiously. "We're already living together, there's no reason for you to sleep in another room."
When Xie Wang said this, his gaze towards Ling Shuangjiang carried an indescribable sharpness and possessiveness.
He decided that as soon as Ling Shuangjiang opened the door, he would rush in, pick her up, throw her on the bed, and kiss her to his heart's content.
Through the door, Ling Shuangjiang seemed to see right through his thoughts. "You're sick. Sleeping with me will infect me. Are you willing to do that?"
"No, I promise I won't infect you. I'm wearing a mask." Xie Wang became more and more anxious as he spoke, and he pried hard at the door: "Shuangjiang, come out quickly, it's hot inside."
"Is it hot in there? I can tell you're quite hot; you're sweating on your forehead."
Ling Shuangjiang continued to tease him, still refusing to go out: "Why are you so eager for me to go out? It's warm here, I can sleep in here tonight."
"How can I sleep there?" Xie Wang's dry lips parted impatiently. "Come out quickly, I'll find you a blanket."
Finally, Ling Shuangjiang seems to be planning to come out.
He rested his left hand on the doorknob, lost in thought: "Oh, right, I need to use the restroom again. Could you turn the door back to frosted? Otherwise, I feel awkward with you here."
"Okay, I'll do it right away." Xie Wang frowned, impatiently operated the door twice, and the door immediately returned to frosted mode.
Ling Shuangjiang raised her eyebrows and said, "Isn't this quite a skillful move? You can go first, I'll be out in a bit."
This time Xie Wang was very obedient; he only stood outside the door for a while before slowly leaving.
In the bedroom, Xie Wang walked back and forth with his arms crossed.
He suddenly remembered something, went to the bedside and opened the drawer, but unfortunately, this was a hotel and there was nothing there.
Without that thing, Ling Shuangjiang might get sick, with inflammation and fever in her body.
But if he were made to wait any longer, he was afraid he would explode.
I wouldn't have minded waiting, but Ling Shuangjiang was just too tempting.
She has a wasp waist and slender hips, exuding both innocence and allure.
Her boyfriend is so handsome, it would be unmanly to tolerate him any longer.
Xie Wang stood in front of the vanity mirror and secretly lifted his pants.
He was very satisfied.
I wonder if he'll be satisfied with his little frost when he sees it later.
Lying in bed, Xie Wang stared longingly at the bathroom, his nasal passages and throat suddenly feeling clear.
He even doubted that his cold was cured.
What position should we adopt in a while?
Xie Wang set out several, afraid of leaving his Little Frost with unpleasant memories.
At this moment, Ling Shuangjiang was not in the bathroom, but was brushing her teeth and doing her skincare routine at the sink, deliberately delaying the time.