Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

With a soft "click," the door was bolted shut from the inside, blocking any prying eyes from the outside.

The "young woman" who had just been looking down with her eyes lowered and her back slightly bent, appearing ordinary and reserved, immediately straightened her back, and her entire demeanor changed.

She raised her hand and deftly tucked the stray hairs that had deliberately fallen to obscure her face behind her ear, revealing a face whose pretty features, though deliberately concealed by makeup, were still undeniable.

"Shen Jingyuan, take off your clothes quickly!" Lin Xi, revealing her true face, turned her head and urged the man, who was still facing away from her and squatting on the ground pretending to wipe himself, in a low voice. Her tone was somewhat urgent.

Upon hearing this, Shen Jingyuan, who was holding a rag and wiping, paused almost imperceptibly. Then, as if awakened by the sound, he slowly stood up, holding onto the edge of the table, but remained motionless for a long time.

"Hurry up and take it off, the medicine hasn't been applied yet, be careful not to rub it against the wound." Lin Xi limped back to the table, and seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, she couldn't help but urge him.

Three days ago, the two went through many hardships to find a place to stay in Tianjin, Yuxiang Teahouse. After tidying up a bit, Lin Xi finally saw the injuries on Shen Jingyuan's body.

Aside from the other cuts and scratches all over her body, the most serious was the knife wound on her lower back. The cut was about the length of a palm, running from her waist all the way down to her spine. Blood and flesh were churning, and her skin was torn open. Lin Xi only had to glance at it before she couldn't help but gasp and her eyes reddened.

Perhaps sensing Lin Xi's fear, Shen Jingyuan quickly put on his clothes and told her to go and rest, while he summoned a teahouse waiter to help treat her wounds.

Lin Xi was worried and wanted to stay, but she had experienced too much tonight, and when she saw Shen Jingyuan's bloody wounds, she couldn't help but feel weak and unable to help.

Furthermore, Shen Jingyuan closed the door tightly, as if guarding against something, determined not to let her in. Lin Xi had no choice but to compromise and return to her room with a heart still filled with shock.

Lin Xi thought that he would need to rest for at least ten days or half a month after such a serious injury, but unexpectedly, he hurriedly set off north again after only three days.

Lin Xi was shocked that he didn't take care of his health, and she got angry about it. It was only after Shen Jingyuan patiently explained the consequences to her and promised that he would be more careful in the future that Lin Xi finally agreed with a dark face.

However, the departure was rushed, and there was no time to prepare many things. Shen Jingyuan's wound was too serious, and when he was pushed by the crowd when boarding the car, the wound bled as Lin Xi had worried.

Seeing the dark stain on his back where the fabric had seeped through, Lin Xi's heart skipped a beat. She quickly pushed through the crowd and stood behind him to cover it up. She anxiously escorted him into the private room and hurriedly asked him to take off his clothes to check the wound.

But who knows what this person was thinking? He was clearly the most calm and rational person, and should have known better than anyone that if he didn't treat the wound properly, not only would he be in pain, but his subsequent journey would also be hindered.

But he acted like a child who had suddenly thrown a tantrum, clutching his collar, seemingly oblivious to Lin Xi's furious, almost fiery gaze, his head bowed, saying nothing.

Pressed by Lin Xi, he became like a timid little wife, hesitantly telling Lin Xi to leave, saying he would handle it himself.

Upon hearing his words, Lin Xi was so angry that she stepped forward, wanting to ask him if he had eyes in the back of his head. He couldn't even see the injury on his back, so how was he supposed to treat it?

In her haste, she forgot that her foot was still swollen and couldn't withstand much force. As a result, she lost her footing and fell straight towards the person.

Fortunately, Shen Jingyuan reacted quickly, and with a shout, pulled her into his arms. But before he could straighten her up and ask her what happened to her foot, he felt his collar tighten.

He was startled and quickly looked down, only to meet Lin Xi's sly gaze.

"If you won't take it off, I'll help you." Lin Xi's lips curled into a triumphant smile as she lowered her head and reached out to unbutton his collar. In the process, she inevitably touched the skin of Shen Jingyuan's neck.

The most vulnerable part was touched intentionally or unintentionally by warm fingertips, bringing a fine itch that instantly spread to the coccyx.

Shen Jingyuan's body stiffened abruptly. He instinctively reached out and grabbed her wrist, his breathing quickening. "No..."

A large, iron-like hand gripped her wrist, the force so tight it hurt. Lin Xi immediately raised her head in dissatisfaction, glaring angrily at the person in front of her, "Shen Jingyuan, you're hurting me!"

The girl's voice was sweet and soft. Although it was meant to be an angry tone, it inexplicably carried a hint of coquetry. When it reached Shen Jingyuan's ears, his eyelashes trembled, and a rare look of panic appeared in his usually calm eyes. He suddenly let go of her and quickly pushed her out of his arms.

"What are you doing?" His sudden movement caught Lin Xi off guard, so she could only grab the edge of the table to straighten herself. Her almond-shaped eyes widened even more.

When Shen Jingyuan came to his senses, he froze and instinctively reached out to help her, but then stopped as if he had thought of something.

"Are you going to take it off or not? If you don't... if you don't take it off, I'll go out and find a rope to tie you up, and then I'll change your dressing!"

Seeing that he had fallen silent again, Lin Xi stomped her foot in anger and made a bluffing "threat," unaware that her righteous act of forcing someone to take off his clothes made her look just like a lecherous man harassing a respectable woman in broad daylight.

With her slender arms and legs, Shen Jingyuan would never allow her to tie herself up if he didn't give in, so he knew she was just saying it in anger.

But seeing her gripping the edge of the table, her cheeks flushed with anger, he couldn't help but recall that night in the dimly lit rainy alley, her face upturned, her eyes red, clearly terrified, yet still pretending to be strong.

After a long stalemate, Shen Jingyuan finally sighed and gave in.

"Uh, I...I'll take it off myself."

He coughed awkwardly, avoiding Lin Xi's suddenly brightened gaze, and compromised.

"That's more like it." Lin Xi breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was finally obedient. Her tone became more relaxed as she urged, "Then hurry up and take it off."

Helpless, Shen Jingyuan could only reach out and slowly take off his coat. His slender fingers rested on the collar buttons, caressing them for a while. Finally, he couldn't help but remind Lin Xi, who was staring intently at him without any intention of avoiding suspicion, "You... turn around."