Ye Shuang gently hugged the girl in his arms. The warmth and softness pressed against his body seemed to calm his heart. It was a feeling unrelated to desire; even though the girl in his embrace was fragrant and soft, what she brought him was more a sense of healing.
Like a cup of hot cocoa in winter, warming the whole body as it goes down.
Bai Yuyou, being held by Ye Shuang, also seemed to quiet down. She nuzzled her cheek against his chest—after a long moment, the girl finally looked up and then closed her eyes.
Ye Shuang pinched Bai Yuyou's little face and then placed a light kiss on her bangs.
"Let's go, time for a bath."
"Let's bathe together."
"No."
Bai Yuyou lowered her eyes. "Ye Shuang, I'm feeling a bit unwell."
"Hmm?" Ye Shuang paused his steps. "Where do you feel unwell?"
"If we don't bathe together, I'll feel unwell." Bai Yuyou nodded very seriously. "It's a kind of illness."
Ye Shuang twitched the corner of his mouth. Did this girl learn this from An Shiyu?
Ye Shuang always felt that letting Bai Yuyou hang out with Keke and that fish would inevitably lead to her picking up some strange things.
Seeing Ye Shuang stop, Bai Yuyou slowly sat down on the floor and then lay back.
_(:з」∠)_
"I can't get up. It won't do if we don't bathe together." Bai Yuyou said expressionlessly.
Ye Shuang: "..."
"No."
"Just once."
"No."
"Just once..." Bai Yuyou reached out a small hand and tugged at the hem of Ye Shuang's pants, her voice faint and weak, giving a pitiful feeling.
Feeling the tug on his pants, Ye Shuang finally said, "Alright, go get your pajamas."
"Okay."
In the bathroom filled with steam, the faucet dripped intermittently.
Wearing shorts, Ye Shuang squeezed some shampoo from the bottle.
"Yuyou, turn around." Seeing the girl pressed close beside him, Ye Shuang said without shifting his gaze.
"Oh."
Bai Yuyou turned around, her long hair cascading down to her waist. Her hair was very long—to be honest, it was really hard for one person to manage. For Ye Shuang, washing his hair basically meant wetting it, applying shampoo, scrubbing for a bit, and then rinsing it off.
But for Bai Yuyou's long hair, Ye Shuang first applied shampoo to the top of her head and then worked it all the way down to the ends.
"Long hair looks good, but it's just hard to take care of," Ye Shuang couldn't help but say.
Although he was also curious about what Bai Yuyou would look like with short hair, it would be a shame to cut such long hair.
After rinsing the foam off the girl with the showerhead, Ye Shuang couldn't help but gaze a bit longer at her snow-white shoulders. He seemed a bit dazed, remembering how he used to bathe the girl when she was younger.
"..."
He felt like he had forgotten something.
Ye Shuang felt a slight pain in his forehead, but it disappeared after he rubbed his temples.
"Let's take a bath," Bai Yuyou said, turning around.
"Mm, go put on your swimsuit."
"Couldn't find it after moving..."
In the end, afraid that Bai Yuyou might catch a chill, Ye Shuang didn't go to the room to look for the swimsuit. After the two got into the bathtub, everything seemed pretty much the same as usual.
With the sound of splashing water, Bai Yuyou looked toward her thighs, where several rounded toes were peeking out. Ye Shuang's legs were a wheatish color, while hers were a cool white. The contrast between their legs placed together was particularly striking.
Feeling playful, she sat on Ye Shuang and stretched her legs, gently touching his big toe with her toes, as if playing some game.
Watching Bai Yuyou with her childlike demeanor, Ye Shuang, propping his cheek with one hand, found it somewhat amusing.
It was only when he occasionally caught sight of her profile and the "slime" at her side that he snapped back to reality—she was already a mature young woman.
I really shouldn't agree to this sort of thing anymore, Ye Shuang couldn't help but think.
He chose to close his eyes, not looking at Bai Yuyou.
...
After a while, Bai Yuyou, who was leaning back against Ye Shuang, noticed the phone by the bathtub lighting up. She reached out and picked it up. Through the water droplets on the waterproof bag, the girl noticed it was a message from Chen Qin.
Chen Qin: Yuyou, have you seen Ah Ye? His phone is unreachable.
Seeing this, Bai Yuyou called her back with a video call.
The video connected quickly, and Chen Qin's face appeared on the other end. Noticing that the background behind Bai Yuyou looked a bit strange, as if covered by something, she asked curiously, "Yuyou, what are you doing?"
"Taking a bath."
"I see. Where's Ah Ye?"
Bai Yuyou turned her head, looked at Ye Shuang resting with his eyes closed behind her, and answered honestly, "Taking a bath with me."
Chen Qin was stunned for a moment. As Bai Yuyou's camera shook, the image of the two bathing together was fully captured.
Chen Qin: "..."
"Looks like you're having quite a comfortable bath," Chen Qin said, half-squinting her eyes, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.
Hearing some noise from Bai Yuyou's side, Ye Shuang groggily opened his eyes.
He directly met Chen Qin's face on the video screen.
The air fell deathly silent.
Coming to his senses, Ye Shuang, as if possessed, said, "Want to join us for a bath?"
Chen Qin was utterly shocked by these words, almost dropping her phone.
"Ah Ye, what are you doing?" Chen Qin's voice rose considerably.
"It's a long story," Ye Shuang coughed dryly.
Chen Qin didn't hang up, but said quietly, "Anyway, I'm not your wife. You can do whatever you want."
"Uh..." Ye Shuang didn't know how to explain for a moment.
Instead, Bai Yuyou, thinking the camera wasn't clear enough, took off the waterproof bag from the bath.
Now it was even clearer.
"No need to explain to me. You two continue your bath," Chen Qin waved her hand, and then the screen abruptly went black.
She had hung up directly.
"She's angry," Ye Shuang couldn't help but think.
No, she must be furious.
Meanwhile, Bai Yuyou, sitting on his lap, looked at the phone. "Chen Qin-jie hung up. Bad signal?"
"Not bad signal, bad situation," Ye Shuang said with a wry smile.
"Why?"
"Because Chen Qin is angry."
"Why is she angry?" Bai Yuyou didn't quite understand.
Ye Shuang couldn't explain this issue well to Yuyou either, so he could only approach it from a different angle. "Because we shouldn't be bathing together. You can only bathe with Keke. So Chen Qin got angry when she saw us."
"Because we didn't invite her to join?" Bai Yuyou looked at both sides and pointed to the space beside them. "There's room for two more people here."
Ye Shuang: "..."
He felt like the more he explained, the more confusing it got. After all, Yuyou was still a bit slow in this area and didn't understand what possessiveness was.
"We can't do this anymore," Ye Shuang said.
"Oh."
After the bath, Ye Shuang also changed into his pajamas.
While blow-drying Bai Yuyou's hair, he video-called Chen Qin back.
It only took two or three seconds for the video to connect on the other end; she didn't reject it.
"What do you want?" Chen Qin seemed somewhat unhappy, staring at the screen.
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