Saying this, Su Yang turned and walked out of the bathroom. He went over to the sofa and took a look.
On the floor were several large bags. A few contained the bedsheets, duvet covers, and cotton batting he had bought earlier, while a smaller bag held a bunch of bathroom supplies like toothbrushes and towels.
He opened the bag, rummaged through it, and quickly found two white bath towels.
However, he hadn't looked closely when he bought them. Now that he unfolded them, he realized that these towels were noticeably shorter in both length and width compared to standard bath towels.
"Damn, aren't these a bit too short? Well, nothing I can do about it. Better than being naked."
"Besides, this kind of towel... hehe, good stuff. Towels should be exactly this size. They should be heavily promoted!"
Su Yang muttered to himself while squatting on the floor. He grabbed the towels, stood up, and headed toward the bathroom.
Arriving at the door, Su Yang called out, "Yixue, I'm leaving the towel at the door for you. Wrap yourself up when you're done soaking."
"Okay~" Shen Yixue replied from inside.
Su Yang hung the towel on the doorknob. Just as he was about to head upstairs, Shen Yixue's voice came from inside the door again.
"Su Yang, are you still at the door?"
"Yeah, what's up?"
"It seems like there's no shampoo or body wash in here."
"Really? There should be. They're probably in the cabinet under the sink. I might have forgotten to take them out."
"I just checked, they aren't in there."
"That's weird. Wait a sec, I'll go upstairs and check."
"Okay."
After their exchange, Su Yang hurried to the second-floor bathroom to look.
The shampoo and body wash were both there. He grabbed them all, went back downstairs, and knocked on the door.
"Found them, Yixue."
"Great, could you trouble yourself to bring them in for me?"
"Ah? That... might not be a good idea, right?"
"It's fine, I'm soaking in the water. Just come in and put them on the edge of the bathtub."
"Alright then, I'm coming in."
"Mhm."
Since she didn't mind, Su Yang minded even less. He pushed open the bathroom door and walked in.
The bathroom was very hot and completely filled with steam.
Still, he instantly spotted Shen Yixue soaking in the bathtub, with only her head showing above the water.
Su Yang walked in quickly and placed the shampoo and body wash on the edge of the tub.
"Thank you, Su Yang."
"You're welcome. How are you feeling now?" Su Yang asked, turning his body slightly sideways.
"I feel fine. I was a bit cold earlier, but taking a hot bath has made me feel much better."
"That's good. Keep soaking, I'm heading out." Su Yang said, preparing to leave.
Shen Yixue added, "You... you also went into the water earlier. Hurry up and take a bath too, or you'll catch a cold."
"Will do. I'll just go upstairs and take a quick shower."
"Mhm, go on."
"Okay." Saying that, Su Yang quickly walked out of the bathroom. He didn't dare take a second look, afraid he might start having inappropriate thoughts about Shen Yixue, and practically fled the scene.
He closed the door behind him as he left, then grabbed the other towel and hurried upstairs.
Arriving at the master bathroom on the third floor, Su Yang walked over to the bathtub and looked at Pan Ning, who was lying in the bubble-filled water. "Done soaking?"
"Almost. I just need to rinse off in a bit."
"Alright, I'll put the towel right here. By the way, how exactly did you two fall into the water?"
Pan Ning said calmly, "Yixue and I went for a stroll, right? We kept walking until we reached the lake. Before it started raining, the spot we were at was actually quite beautiful, so Yixue said she wanted to take some photos of me."
"After taking a few shots, she ran over to the other side to photograph the lake view, while I was sitting on the grass playing on my phone."
"Then, somehow, she fell into the water. The lake is quite deep there, and Yixue doesn't know how to swim. I didn't have time to run over to where she was, so I just jumped straight into the water."
"Who knew that after jumping in, before I could even swim two strokes, I'd get tangled in the aquatic plants myself."
"Good thing she was lucky. There was something for her to grab onto where she fell."
"After that, we soaked in the water for about twenty minutes before you showed up."
"You were in there for over twenty minutes?" Su Yang asked in surprise.
"Yeah. You went into the water earlier, so you must have felt it too. Even though the weather is pretty hot, the water is very cold. Soaking in there for that long was still freezing."
"True. Fortunately, you two had good luck and both found something to hold onto. Otherwise... I really don't dare to imagine."
Pan Ning reached up to smooth her hair behind her head and said, "Let's not talk about that anymore. Are you going to take a bath?"
"No bath for me, a quick shower is enough."
"Then go ahead and shower."
"Okay. Wait, I haven't grabbed a towel for myself yet. I'll go down and get one." Saying this, he went downstairs, fetched another towel, and returned to the bedroom.
The master bathroom was quite large. The bathtub was at the very back, while the front area contained the shower, sink, and toilet.
Pan Ning soaked inside, while Su Yang showered nearby.
A few minutes later, he quickly finished showering. Pan Ning got up and rinsed off as well. Then, the two of them grabbed their towels and wrapped them around their bodies.
Pan Ning frowned as she looked at the towel in her hands and asked, "Why is it so small?"
"I don't know either. I wasn't paying attention when I bought them, just grabbed them randomly."
"Fine."
Su Yang wrapped the towel around his lower half, while Pan Ning wrapped hers horizontally around her body.
Normally, a standard bath towel would cover down to the knees when wrapped.
However, because this towel was relatively small, and combined with the fact that Pan Ning was quite tall, it only reached her thighs.
As a result, Pan Ning's long legs and fair shoulders were left completely exposed.
Su Yang looked her up and down and smirked. "It's actually not too bad. Not too short at all. It looks quite sexy this way."
Pan Ning rolled her eyes at him. "It'll have to do. Better than having nothing at all."
Chatting, the two went downstairs to the living room. At this time, Shen Yixue still hadn't come out.
Pan Ning opened the bathroom door and walked in, but barely half a second had passed before she screamed, "Su Yang!!"
Hearing the alarm in Pan Ning's voice, Su Yang, who was just about to light a cigarette, immediately turned his head and replied, "What's wrong?"
"Hurry, hurry, come in quick! Yixue fainted."
"Huh? Fainted... wasn't she just fine a moment ago?"
"Just get in here!"
Without time to overthink, Su Yang rushed into the bathroom, only to see Pan Ning squatting by the bathtub, supporting a collapsed Shen Yixue with one hand.
"Holy crap!!" Seeing this scene, Su Yang froze for half a second.
"What are you doing? Hurry up and help!"
"She..."
"Ugh, I know what you're thinking, but we can't worry about that right now! Just get over here and help!"
......

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