Pat-a, Qin Yunxi closed the bathroom door.
Grace stood at the door, stunned—no, didn't he say he was going to shower and sleep?
How did it become her?
Qin Yunxi leaned against the door with his back to her, knowing she would be embarrassed. His voice was lazy, "Don't worry, I won't look, and I won't think too much."
Grace pouted. Who could stop his wild thoughts?
However...
She hadn't showered for days, and her body was indeed greasy, her hair uncomfortable, and she was covered in dirt, truly an unpleasant sight.
Yes, she desperately needed to clean herself.
Grace didn't think too much about it; the discomfort on her body didn't allow her to.
Half an hour later, Grace emerged, having showered and washed her hair, wrapped in a bath towel and a headscarf.
"Qin..." She wanted to ask him if he could get another room? Could he...
But the moment she opened the door, Grace's voice cut off abruptly.
Qin Yunxi was sitting by the door, looking pitiful, slumped ungracefully by the bathroom door, as if he had already fallen asleep?
Was he startled awake by the sudden sound of the door opening again?
She: "—"
How long had he been sitting there?
For some reason, a trace of heartache flowed through Grace, and the words she was about to say were completely forgotten by this scene.
"Go wash up quickly," she said, backing out of the bathroom and urging him.
Qin Yunxi responded with an "Mm," closed the door, and began his personal hygiene.
Grace walked in, drying her hair, and when she saw the king-sized bed, a hint of shyness flickered across her face.
She turned around.
She became even more shy!
Because the bathroom door was made of glass, she could see Qin Yunxi...
Cough, cough, cough!
Grace, her face flushed red, turned her back.
Sitting at the foot of the bed, she focused intently on drying her hair, trying not to let her thoughts run wild.
"Ding-dong," Qin Yunxi came out after his shower.
Grace's nerves were as taut as a violin string. She got up and retreated to the window, "You sleep, I..."
He was also only wrapped in a bath towel.
With just one glance, Grace saw the man's well-built physique, his perfect eight-pack abs...
She didn't quite know what to say.
An inexplicable awkwardness, an inexplicable temperature suddenly turned ambiguous.
Qin Yunxi was not as uncomfortable as a woman. He lifted the quilt and then came before her, a wicked smile playing on his lips, "Accompany me..."
Grace's eyelids twitched, "No."
Absolutely not.
She wouldn't sleep with him!
Qin Yunxi turned a deaf ear, directly scooped her up, and tossed her onto the bed.
"Ah—"
Grace screamed in fright.
But before she could react a second time, Qin Yunxi had already pressed down on her.
Like an octopus, he held her tightly.
With the quilt pulled over them, they lay together.
Grace: "—"
She really wanted to kick him away, she really wanted to—
"Sleep," Qin Yunxi narrowed his eyes, his wicked lips curving upwards, "Just sleep with me. I don't have the ability to do anything bad right now."
He was too tired.
He desperately needed to catch up on sleep.
Grace: "————"
Her body stiff, she dared not move, not even a little, for fear of—
Until the sound of deep breathing reached her ears.
Realizing that Qin Yunxi truly hadn't touched her, and was merely sleeping, Grace's taut nerves gradually relaxed.
It seemed he was truly exhausted.
Her forehead was pricked by the man's rough stubble, causing a slight pain. Grace shifted her head.
"Qin Yunxi?"
She called his name softly.
The man didn't respond, likely asleep.
Grace's green eyes dropped their guard, gradually becoming as soft as flowing water. Reaching out, she gently touched his stubble.
The slightly prickly sensation, like an electric current, slid across the woman's heart.
A man like this, what woman wouldn't be moved?
But—
How many would she be in his life?
Not the first, and definitely not the last...
Falling in love with him was destined to be a suicidal game, like a moth flying into a flame.