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Hearing a sound, he turned his head, his face turned away from the light, making it impossible to discern his expression. However, the atmosphere immediately shifted; tension and unease made me want to turn and flee again.
Fortunately, he didn't say a word and turned back to continue eating.
"I'll heat it up for you," I said nervously and cautiously.
He paused for a few seconds before responding stiffly, "No need."
There was no further conversation. I stood there, making both of them uncomfortable, so I turned to head upstairs.
"Prepare my clothes; I'm going out," his cold voice came from behind me.
"Okay."
I had just finished preparing the clothes and hadn't even exited his room when Xiao Minxing had already arrived upstairs. Without even glancing at me, he began to take off his outer jacket.
I couldn't avoid it and covered my eyes with my hand.
He let out a sarcastic snort through his nose.
It was truly awkward; he had already taken off his pants right in front of me, leaving only a small piece of fabric covering his important parts.
What was even more shocking was that he actually said, "Come over and scrub my back."
My heart stopped for a moment, and my jaw nearly dropped as I looked at him in terror.
He had already turned and entered the bathroom, his indifferent back telling me that this command was not to be defied.
The sound of water splashing inside had already reached me, and the door was left open. After hesitating for half a minute, I finally lifted my foot and stepped in.
In the rising steam, he stood there without a stitch on, his broad chest and solid muscles all showcasing the strength of a man.
The scene was a bit too much for my eyes; I dared not look away, yet I couldn't tear my gaze from him, foolishly staring.
Xiao Minxing stood quietly under the shower, his gaze lost in the thick mist. After staring at me for a long while, he asked absentmindedly, "Does it hurt?"
I was at a loss for words and looked up at his eyes in confusion.
Suddenly, he took a step forward and without warning pulled me into the water with him.
Warm water cascaded down from above, blurring my vision, while the man beside me posed an immense threat, looming over me like a mountain that made it hard to breathe.
My clothes were soaked through, sticking to me uncomfortably.
In an instant, he skillfully stripped off my clothes as if it were something he had done countless times before.
His fingers slid from my lower abdomen down between my legs as he asked again, "Does it hurt?"
I was terrified, and as I opened my mouth, water rushed in, choking me immediately, forcing me to bend over and cough hard.
After finally catching my breath, I saw him looking at me with intense eyes, and I could only lower my head and say, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Then you must be hurting inside, right?"
This question sounded too poetic, too gentle, unlike anything he would say. Or perhaps I was imagining things because Xiao Minxing had never cared about my feelings; of course, my body had never been cared for either. All he wanted from me was to fulfill his own needs and the kind of caretaking that resembled a nanny.
His body stiffened for a moment, his gaze suddenly darkened, and he quickly closed his eyes, coldly saying, "You deserve the pain; you brought it upon yourself."
Bitterness pressed down on me. Fortunately, we were here; my tears were unseen, and I had one less opportunity to appear weak in front of him.
I slowly straightened up and silently picked up the Bath Flower beside me, pouring his exclusive shower gel onto it. The faint fragrance immediately rushed into my nose, so pleasant it made my heart ache.
He stood silently, perfectly upright, as droplets of water quickly rolled off his toned skin and fell into my palm, cool and refreshing.
I spread the foam from his neck to his shoulders, back, waist, then to his hips and long legs.
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