Chuzheng took the young man upstairs, pushed open a room door, and even helped him prepare the water. Finally, she leaned against the door frame: "Do you need me to help you undress too?"
The young man blinked, his face, already flushed from the heat, turned even redder.
He lowered his head: "No... no need."
Chuzheng stared at him for a few seconds, pushed him inside, and closed the door behind him.
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After Suo Wei finished showering, he came out and didn't find Chuzheng in the room. He shook his wet hair, water droplets slicing through the air.
Suo Wei walked out of the room, looked around at the door, then silently went downstairs, following his memory.
He saw that familiar figure by the window in the living room. Suo Wei's lips curved into a smile, and he tiptoed over, reaching out without warning.
But before he could touch her, the person in front of him suddenly turned around, a fist sweeping toward him with the sound of wind.
Crash—
