S-Shower?! After the kiss, Yan couldn’t stop herself from getting the wrong idea when she heard that word. Her mind that was blank before was painted over with a touch of color.
Han Qing saw the young lady looking at him in astonishment, and her eyes held a weird expression in them. Then, he realized that she had gotten the wrong idea, so he explained gently, “You should take a shower and try to calm down.”
“Oh! Oh…” She nodded her head dumbly, then walked toward the bathroom. The bathroom was just ahead in a visible spot. Therefore, she walked into it by herself and automatically closed the door behind her. After locking everything else out, she finally looked into the mirror. Her face in the mirror was blushing hard, and her lips were also flushed from the kiss just now. Quietly looking at the mirror, a long while passed before she slowly lifted her hand to touch her lips with her fingertips.
Was that just my imagination? Did Han Qing kiss me just now? Moreover, it wasn’t just a light kiss! He gave me a deep kiss… Compared to the sneak attacks she made on him in the past, the strength of this kiss was enough to overturn 10 of her sneak attacks. It must be fake, right? If it isn’t my imagination, then it must be a dream!
Yan suddenly raised her hand and pinched her cheek hard. Instantly, her expression twisted as a result of the pain, and she nearly yelped from the excruciating pain. However, she soon recalled something and hastily covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes widening in shock. We are so close to each other; wouldn’t he hear me if I screamed?
Swallowing her cry of pain, she turned on the shower and stood underneath the rain of hot water. The nasty thoughts from before had vanished without a trace—his kiss was very effective. Her entire being was fully occupied by thoughts of the kiss. Then, she covered her face in her hands. She did not know how long she had been in the shower when a knock sounded on the door. She panicked and turned off the shower, then stood there, not daring to make a sound.
“I’m going to hang the clothes up by the door, then I’ll go outside. Remember to take them.” The words were followed by the rustling sound of a plastic bag, then the sound of Han Qing’s footsteps disappearing into the distance. She heard the bedroom door being closed after that.
After some hesitation, she stepped forward barefooted, quietly cracked open the door, and reached her hand out to pick up the bag. Inside the bag was a thick, black shirt; she took one glance at it, then her face flushed beet-red again. There is no other man in the house, so this shirt must belong to him, right? Why did he give me his shirt to wear? She bit her lower lip lightly, her mind was a nervous mess.
What do I do? Do I wear it? But, if I wear his shirt, won’t it be too risqué? However, reality did not give her much leeway to hesitate. Her clothes had been soiled by mud and were completely wet after being splashed by the water from her shower. Maybe I shouldn’t have taken a shower. What do I do now?
After procrastinating for a long time, she dried her body off then put on the black shirt. As Han Qing was tall while Yan was petite, when she put the shirt on, it fell below her knees and covered her fair knees properly. Furthermore, it was not see-through since the shirt was in a dark color.
She finally felt relieved after looking at herself in the mirror. Taking a deep breath, she pulled open the bathroom door and walked out. The room was silent; it was filled with only the sound of her breathing. She walked through the room barefooted, leaving behind a trail of wet footprints.
“Are you done?” A clear, male voice sounded from the door. Yan jumped in fright and reflexively raised her hands in front of her in a defensive posture. Her actions made Han Qing feel awkward; he pursed his thin lips and uncomfortably shifted his gaze away from her. “There’s a jacket on the sofa. You should put it on.”
Currently, she was like a wooden marionette controlled by strings, and he was the puppeteer—she did whatever he said. So, when she heard his suggestion, she walked over to the sofa and put on the jacket she found there. The jacket was meant for spring; it was thin and light. After putting it on, she felt that it took away a lot of her awkwardness.
He saw that she had put on the jacket, so he carried over a pair of slippers in his hands, then bent down to put it in front of her. Then, he said in a low, hoarse voice, “There are no other slippers, so wear mine.”
She lowered her head. The slippers placed in front of her was a pair of light-gray male indoor slippers. Since the size of male slippers were much larger than female slippers, there was a large gap between her foot and the back of the slippers once she put them on. “If I wear yours, then what about you?” Glancing over at him, she realized he was not wearing any shoes. Weird; don’t tell me there’s only one pair of slippers in this house?
Perceiving her thoughts, he lightly answered her concerns, “I rarely visit this place; that’s why there’s only one pair.” Then, he reached out and held her slim arm. “Come here, I’ll apply the medicine for you.”
She walked over to the sofa and sat down under his gentle urging. Then, she watched as he opened the medical kit and took out an ointment for scratches. He started with the injuries on her face, applying the ointment carefully. He leaned in closely while applying the medicine, causing their breaths to mingle with each other from time to time. Trying to control her breathing as much as possible, she did her best to avoid her breath from tickling his face.
When he was done with her face, he looked at her and asked, “Which part of your body is injured?”
Yan froze in place. My body? Is he going to help me apply the medicine on my body too? In truth, she didn’t seem to have suffered many injuries on her body because he had appeared in a timely fashion. She only suffered a slap across the face and had her clothes torn to pieces. Apart from that, she didn’t receive any substantial injuries.
Although she wasn’t sure whether it was because she had been pushed against the wall just now, her back stung slightly while she was taking her shower. Still, it was on her back. How could she tell him about it? She could not be expected to remove the shirt for him to apply the medicine on her back, could she?
Han Qing watched as her expression froze for a while, then seemed to think of something, so he asked in a low voice, “Is it… inconvenient?”
She nodded her head blankly, then hastily shook her head instead. “No, no, it’s not. I-I’m not injured.”
He frowned at her words. When he arrived at the scene, he saw her being pressed against the rough wall. A young lady’s skin was so tender; there was no way she was not hurt by it. However, they were of different sex, so that made it rather inconvenient for him to help her. He handed the ointment to her. “Can you reach it yourself? This medicine is good for healing wounds, plus it also helps to reduce inflammation and pain. If you can, apply as much as possible; otherwise, let me know, and I will help you.”
“It’s fine. I can do it myself.” He could not possibly help her with it. She quickly took the medicine, then got up and went into the bathroom.
When she was applying the medicine, she found that the injury was on her back. Thus, it was difficult for her to spread the medicine. She could reach it, but could not rub it in evenly. Besides, it was hard for her to control her strength, causing her to scratch her wounds accidentally. Even so, she was determined to finish applying the ointment. Unfortunately, when she was done, she felt that her wounds seemed more severe than before. Putting on her clothes again, she went out and handed the bottle back to him.
“It’s done?”
She nodded awkwardly. “Yes…”
Now that the treatment for her wounds had been completed, they faced each other in silence. After calming down, Yan felt that the atmosphere around them was very awkward and she did not know what to say. On the other hand, Han Qing handed her her phone. “It’s late; you should give your Mom a call and let her know you’re safe.”
As if she had just woken up from a dream, Yan nodded. “Okay.”
