Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

Shen Jingyuan stared at the two fluttering moths, his eyes a little blank, not knowing what he was thinking.

It wasn't until Lin Xi asked again impatiently that he seemed to be suddenly awakened. He withdrew his gaze, but still didn't look at her. He only whispered back, "Don't get wet, about a week."

"A week?!" Lin Xi wailed upon hearing this, complaining unhappily, "I'm going to have to carry this ugly hand for seven days?!"

As she spoke, her shoulders slumped in frustration, and she lowered her voice, almost mumbling to herself, "Then how can I still make my way in the martial arts world..."

Shen Jingyuan was obviously distracted and didn't hear her vague complaints. He asked in confusion, "What did you say?"

"No, nothing!" Lin Xi denied hurriedly, her eyes wandering for a moment.

Shen Jingyuan still didn't look at her, and said "hmm" softly. Without further investigation, he just put the packed medicine bottles on the tray, stood up, and said lightly, "It's getting late, take a rest." After that, he picked up the tray and turned to leave.

However, just as he was about to step out of the room, Lin Xi's hesitant voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Um...Shen Jingyuan, wait a moment."

Shen Jingyuan paused slightly, but did not look back, as if waiting for her next words.

Seeing him stop, Lin Xi pursed her lips, softened her voice, and said awkwardly, "That's right, you, help me wipe my hair."

Shen Jingyuan stopped where he was and said nothing, leaving her with only his tall but slightly distant back.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Lin Xi, who rarely asked for help, suddenly felt embarrassed and annoyed. Her face flushed red, and she raised her voice a little, her tone full of anger, "If you don't want to, forget it!"

As she said that, she stood up angrily, walked to the dressing table in three or two steps, stretched out her two hands wrapped tightly in gauze, and was about to grab the towel on the dressing table that she had just discarded.

However, a large hand with a darker complexion and distinct joints took the towel before her.

Lin Xi suddenly turned her head, staring at Shen Jingyuan who had returned at some point with her watery almond eyes, and said angrily, "Didn't you say you don't want to?!"

Because he was afraid that she would move too much in anger and injure the wound that had been bandaged with great difficulty, Shen Jingyuan walked hurriedly and did not notice that he was standing right behind Lin Xi.

Therefore, when Lin Xi turned around suddenly, the distance between the two of them was instantly shortened.

Unlike the bland and cheap soap in the hotel, a sweet and rich scent mixed with jasmine and other unknown flowers came to his face, invading Shen Jingyuan's nasal cavity domineeringly, almost enveloping him completely.

I think it was one of those bottles and jars she was fiddling with last night that made a jingling sound.

Shen Jingyuan's body stiffened imperceptibly and he subconsciously held his breath.

He tightened his grip on the towel and silently took a small step back, separating himself from the unsettling sweet fragrance. He turned his head slightly to avoid Lin Xi's gaze.

"No..." His voice sounded a little deeper than usual. He paused, and as if afraid that she didn't understand what he meant, he added a little stiffly, "No, I'm not unwilling."

Lin Xi then seemed to have received some kind of guarantee. She curled her lips, and the anger on her face was instantly replaced by a hint of pride.

She raised her small chin and snorted rather proudly, "Hmph, you still have some conscience."

After saying that, she sat down on the dressing stool very naturally, straightened her slender neck with a reserved look, and instructed like a young lady waiting for the maid to serve her, "Be gentle, don't hurt me."

Shen Jingyuan held the towel, and his gaze, which had wandered for a long time, finally fell on the top of Lin Xi's head.

She had a lot of hair. Even though it was wet and scattered messily on her shoulders, it was still as thick as lush seaweed. It had a satiny luster under the warm yellow light, making people want to touch it and try it out.

Shen Jingyuan hesitated for a moment before carefully lifting the top strand of hair, gently wrapping it with a towel, pressing it, and absorbing the moisture from the hair.

Lin Xi was originally worried that Shen Jingyuan's rough hands and feet would pull her scalp, but she never expected that although his movements were a bit unfamiliar, stiff and clumsy, they were extremely gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

Especially when his fingers rubbed the top of my head through the towel, it was unexpectedly comfortable?

When she realized what she was thinking, Lin Xi blinked quickly to wake herself up from this man's "gentleman's land".

But she herself didn't notice that her slightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and the corners of her mouth even inadvertently curled up slightly.

The room was unusually quiet, and the noise outside the window seemed to be isolated in another world. Only the slight rustling sound of the towel rubbing against hair and the almost inaudible breathing of the two people remained.

A warm yellow halo gently enveloped them, and the elegant warm fragrance of jasmine floated in the air, silently wrapping the two of them in it.

The fatigue from a busy day came back to me belatedly in this rare moment of peace and quiet.

Lin Xi's nerves, which had been tense all day, gradually relaxed. She couldn't help but yawn slightly with her hands covering her mouth. Her thick eyelashes slowly drooped, and her consciousness began to become distracted.

Behind her, Shen Jingyuan, who had finished wiping the upper part of Lin Xi's hair, reached out and pushed the half-dry hair aside, then turned to lift the wet hair that was clinging to her shoulders and neck.

During the movement, his knuckles inevitably brushed against the skin on the back of Lin Xi's neck.

The moisture-soaked skin was exceptionally soft and smooth, as delicate as warm jade to the touch, in stark contrast to the thin calluses formed on Shen Jingyuan's fingertips from years of holding a gun.

At the same time, Lin Xi, who was half asleep and half awake, seemed to be awakened for a moment by the strange touch. She subconsciously shrank her neck and a vague mutter came out of her throat.

"Well……"

As he moved, a few strands of wet hair suddenly slipped through Shen Jingyuan's fingers. The wet and soft touch was similar to the soft skin on her neck, but with an added bit of elusive itch, like a silent electric current that suddenly ran through his fingertips.

Shen Jingyuan's whole body suddenly froze, and he retracted his hand abruptly as if he had been burned by something.

He hastily draped the towel over the back of the chair, his voice a little hurried and almost hoarse, "Alright!"

After saying that, without waiting for Lin Xi's response, he turned around and walked quickly to the door, opened it with a swift movement, and slipped out.

It was not until the door was slammed shut with a heavy creaking sound that the dazed Lin Xi suddenly came back to her senses.

She opened her eyes hazily, and looked at her reflection in the mirror with sleepy eyes and slightly messy hair in a daze. She blinked and complained dissatisfiedly to the empty space behind her.

"You're in such a hurry... there's a ghost chasing you!"

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