Luo Xiaoqian bravely lifted her gaze and t his eyes, "There’s a bathtub inside, I’ll go run the water for you first!"
Although she felt shy, his hands were very important, and to protect his hands, she would do anything for him.
It’s just bathing, at most, she wouldn’t look at him... Wouldn’t that be alright?
"No need," Leng Zimo lightly kissed her lips, "Go rest, I can manage on my own."
She always had thin skin, and he didn’t want to make her uncomfortable. Furthermore, he knew very well that if she really did help him bathe, she probably wouldn’t get any rest for the rest of the night. After being up all night, she was already tired; he simply couldn’t bear to touch her again.
"Then... you take off your clothes, and I’ll send them to the staff to wash!"
He didn’t bring clothes with him, and it wasn’t practical to go buy them at this hour. The hotel offered laundry services, and if she took them now, they would be ready to wear first thing tomorrow morning.
"Okay!"
This ti, Leng Zimo didn’t refuse.
He turned and walked into the bathroom, and soon after handed out the clothes he had taken off. Luo Xiaoqian carefully folded the clothes, put them in a bag, and delivered it to the service desk.
Returning to the door of the room, she opened it and was imdiately greeted by the sight of Leng Zimo standing in the hall wiping his hair, wearing nothing but his underpants and a bath towel.
Although they had beco this intimate, Luo Xiaoqian was still seriously observing his body for the first ti.
Leng Zimo was very tall, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs, the classic inverted triangle model physique. Different from the currently trendy slim n, his body was the kind that seed slender in clothes but muscular when undressed.
From shoulder to chest, whether it was his back or front, the muscles were just right, neither too soft nor effeminate nor so muscled as to be a muscle man.
One side of his hair seed not to have been dried properly; the short, wet strands hung down, allowing water droplets to drip from the tips, falling onto his shoulder, then gliding down his chest muscles, over a slightly defined abdominals, disappearing into the depth of the towel...
Perfect physique!
Leng Zimo glanced sideways at the person standing in the doorway in a daze.
"Can you close the door before continuing to stare?"
He didn’t mind her looking, but he had no intention of standing with the door open for anyone else’s appreciation.
Luo Xiaoqian’s face instantly flad red, and she hurriedly shut the door, "I’ve sent the clothes out, and they will be delivered to your room first thing tomorrow morning. Where is my keycard?"
Picking up her keycard from the table, Leng Zimo turned and handed it to her, lifting his hand to touch her face.
"Get so good sleep, good night."
Luo Xiaoqian took the keycard, looked at his expression, took a deep breath, reached up to steady his face, and kissed his lips.
The mont their lips touched, both of their hearts and bodies were struck by lightning.
...
...
Gasping and letting go of her to breathe, Leng Zimo panted and nibbled her earlobe.
"Silly girl, who told you to kiss ?"
That sentence was certainly not a reprimand!
Because she had been helping a sick little girl, Luo Xiaoqian hadn’t had proper rest for the past two days and had been up all night. She was extrely exhausted, and she should have been allowed to rest, that’s what he thought, but she shouldn’t have kissed him.
His willpower was already limited in front of her, let alone when she took the initiative to seduce him.
Luo Xiaoqian understood his aning. Although her heart pounded like thunder and her breathing was rapid, she didn’t let go of his arms; instead, she tightened her grip even more.
She didn’t want to leave him tonight!
She didn’t speak, yet her arms had already given the answer.
Leng Zimo raised his hand and pinched the button on her nightgown.
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