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Xin Yi was conflicted about whether to untie Roxy's clothing. At that moment, the small piece of fabric on Roxy's chest felt like the lid of Pandora's box to him. If he didn't open it, perhaps nothing would happen, but once he did, he had no idea what might unfold.
If he reached out to unfasten Roxy's clasp, it might mean that he would have to bear certain responsibilities from then on. Xin Yi was not the type of person to be irresponsible. Although Roxy might not expect him to take on any obligations and might not see it as a big deal, Xin Yi thought differently. On the surface, he appeared to be a sentimental man who had already established a marital relationship with Lijie and had gone through everything with Shen Shanshan except for the final step. He also regarded Shu Rui as a woman who was rightfully his, provided she was willing. However, deep down, Xin Yi was still a traditional man. This tradition shouldn't be understood in the conventional sense; it simply meant that he wouldn't act irresponsibly. He viewed all three women as everything to him—none were more important or less important than the others. Although this sentiment was contradictory, it was genuinely how he felt.
Xin Yi himself couldn't quite understand his own mindset regarding these three women. He felt guilt, remorse, and even anger at his own emotional nature. Yet there was also a hint of secret delight because being loved by more than one woman satisfied his dark vanity as a man. Moreover, all three women were ones he liked. Sometimes, he found his thoughts despicable and sordid; if given a choice, he would prefer to have only one woman.
This was why he hesitated to thoughtlessly unfasten Roxy's lingerie. He knew himself well enough—if he did so, there would be no way for him to remain uninvolved with Roxy anymore, even though it seemed they already had some sort of relationship before this.
In the end, Xin Yi picked Roxy up and carried her into his room. Her bed was already in disarray from her earlier sickness, so she couldn't sleep there anymore. He initially planned to clean her up on the sofa before moving her to his bed, but now that she had made a mess of the sofa too, it seemed he would have to make do with sleeping on the floor for the night. Gently placing Roxy on the bed, he covered her with a blanket before reaching under it to explore and lightly unfasten her bra clasp. Although he couldn't see what he was doing, the sensation in his hands was undeniable—it felt like two tightly bound spirits breaking free from their restraints. The soft yet elastic touch almost made Xin Yi lose his mind; thankfully, he managed to cover himself up just in time; otherwise, that alluring scene might have pushed him over the edge.
After removing Roxy's lingerie, Xin Yi twisted a towel and began wiping between her two peaks and valleys. Unable to see where exactly there might be dirt, he blindly wiped every part of her body. Even though there was a towel in between them, he could still feel that enticing softness and elasticity—goodness gracious! It was like towering mountains!
Who knew what happened next? Xin Yi wiped several times; naturally, he thought it was because he wanted to ensure everything was clean—though perhaps that was just an excuse. However, Roxy seemed to gradually respond while in her stupor; her already flushed face turned even redder, her lips parted slightly as she emitted vague sounds of discomfort while her body began to move slightly as if responding to Xin Yi's touch. Through the towel, Xin Yi could feel something firm growing at the top of those ample peaks... What a sin! He quickly withdrew his hand from under the blanket, filled with regret.
Not feeling Xin Yi's movements anymore seemed to calm Roxy down; her breathing steadied as well. Xin Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead with the towel and noticed a lingering fragrance—oh no! He suddenly remembered that this towel had been used on Roxy earlier! After so many wipes, any dirt should have been cleaned off long ago; instead of an unpleasant odor, it now carried a hint of Roxy's delicate scent that made Xin Yi's heart race uncontrollably. He hurriedly took a basin and dashed into the bathroom to splash cold water on his face and took twenty-seven deep breaths before gradually calming his agitated heart.
After gathering all the soiled sheets and clothes from Roxy's mess into the bathroom, Xin Yi returned to his room intending to find a blanket for sleeping on the floor. However, upon entering his room again, he froze in shock—perhaps due to the alcohol making her feel hot all over—Roxy had thrown off the blanket covering her! A pure white expanse lay exposed outside of the covers! Goodness! This girl was practically inviting trouble! Instinctively turning away from the room, Xin Yi thought it best not to look at such scenes; testing his self-control further would only lead him closer to breaking down.
However, Xin Yi realized this situation couldn't continue; even if he covered her up again with a blanket, there was no guarantee she wouldn't throw it off again later. Though it wasn't particularly cold outside, being exposed all night would surely lead to catching a cold. So Xin Yi walked into Roxy's room and found a women's nightgown in her closet. When returning to his room’s doorway, Xin Yi first pressed the switch at the entrance to turn off the lights inside before feeling his way over to the bedside. He planned to dress Roxy in darkness; this way there might be less temptation despite some unavoidable contact.
Though contact was inevitable—especially when propping Roxy up against himself—her softness pressed against him made him stiffen involuntarily. Nevertheless, he managed to get her into the nightgown and when placing Roxy back onto the bed properly, Xin Yi realized that his own nightgown had become completely soaked with sweat! This situation was truly tormenting!
Finding another blanket in the living room after taking a shower in the bathroom again, Xin Yi laid down on the floor but despite wanting desperately to sleep, he tossed and turned without success. His mind kept replaying those alluring scenes over and over again; furious at himself for being so sordid and lewd despite trying hard not to think about such things—they seemed determined to jump back into view whenever he let down his guard! Having experienced intimate relations before, why did he feel like such an amateur? This puzzled him greatly—was it because Roxy’s body held such irresistible allure? Indeed! With that delicate silky skin, long neck, tempting earlobes, flat stomach without an ounce of excess fat, towering peaks... Oh no! There it went again! Why couldn’t these thoughts just leave him alone? Frustratedly pounding his head with his fists.
One sheep... two sheep... three sheep... By the time Xin Yi counted up close to two thousand sheep and gradually shifted from jumping eight times for every ten counts down to only once or twice every hundred counts—the sound of Roxy suddenly emitting soft moans broke through from her room indicating she wasn’t feeling well anymore; among those sounds were faint whispers of “water... thirsty...” Without hesitation, Xin Yi sprang up from the floor and dashed into Roxy’s room carrying a glass of water he'd prepared earlier before calling out from outside his own door: “Roxy! Are you awake?”
There was no response from her, only the sound of Roxy mumbling. It seemed that the girl had not fully woken up; she was likely still dreaming and instinctively sensed discomfort in her body, which caused her to make noise. Xin Yi pushed open the door and walked in, only to find Roxy rolling around in bed with a flushed face, clearly looking very uncomfortable. Xin Yi approached her and gently shook her a few times while calling out to her, but Roxy remained unresponsive. It appeared that the two bottles of vodka had thoroughly seeped into her bloodstream, which was not a pleasant situation. Not only was she disoriented, but it seemed that her internal organs and blood were also burning uncomfortably. After all, this liquid was favored by those who lived in icy regions, and after downing two bottles, how could she possibly feel good? At that moment, Roxy was tearing at her nightgown, which was the best evidence of her discomfort; she must have felt as if she were on fire. Xin Yi reached out to check Roxy's forehead and found it alarmingly hot. Looking at her plump lips, which had already dried out, it was clear that this situation could not continue; she would eventually become delirious.
Thinking of this, Xin Yi hurried to the refrigerator to grab a bottle of ice water. She wrapped a towel around it and placed it on Roxy's forehead. As soon as the cold towel touched her skin, Roxy couldn't help but shiver and then let out a sigh of relief. Xin Yi moved the towel back and forth across Roxy's forehead, face, and arms. Gradually, Roxy quieted down; aside from her still parched lips, she seemed less feverish. Xin Yi also let out a sigh of relief. Regardless of why Roxy had gotten so drunk the previous night, seeing her suffer made Xin Yi feel uneasy.
The ice water remained on Roxy's forehead for over an hour during which Xin Yi changed the ice water twice. Finally, after mumbling about being thirsty for a while, Roxy slowly woke up. Xin Yi quickly found a trash can and helped Roxy sit up, saying, "Rinse your mouth first before drinking." She brought the cup to Roxy's lips, who obediently rinsed her mouth several times before gulping down the cool water.
After Roxy finished drinking, Xin Yi helped her lie back down and told her to rest well. She then went out to pour another glass of water to bring back in; it was common knowledge that someone who had been drinking would be very thirsty. It was better to be prepared for when Roxy wanted more water later. However, when Xin Yi entered with the water, she saw Roxy still lying in bed with her beautiful eyes wide open. So she said, "Why aren't you resting? You should sleep a bit longer; otherwise you'll have a headache tomorrow."
Roxy looked at Xin Yi with slightly flickering eyes and asked hesitantly, "Did you change my clothes?"
"Yeah," Xin Yi replied nonchalantly. "Look at you; you threw up all over the bed and yourself." She pretended not to care. "How could you sleep if I didn't change your clothes? If I hadn't changed them and you woke up tomorrow surrounded by filth, wouldn't you hate me? Hehe... I didn't expect you to have such a strong tolerance for alcohol; you secretly drank so much! If you want to drink, just tell me; I'll drink with you! Drinking alone isn't fun."
Xin Yi's feigned indifference was obvious to Roxy, but she chose not to call it out. Instead, she gave a faint smile and said, "I'm sleeping in your bed; where will you sleep?"
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