This...
Gu Luo found himself instantly tempted to get handsy again.
He suddenly realized that compared to the little devil's domineering allure, the little angel's gentle charm was even more heart-fluttering.
Thinking about it, it made sense—on his very first night at the apartment, Shu Ning had deliberately teased him while wearing a black spaghetti-strap nightgown.
When the little angel turned mischievous, it was truly captivating.
And then, right after entering the room, she had asked him to go to the bathroom—probably less about checking for lipstick marks and more about wanting him to see the large bathtub.
At this thought, Gu Luo wrapped one arm around Luo Shuning's knees and the other around her back, effortlessly lifting her into a princess carry.
Luo Shuning let out a soft gasp and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, docile as a kitten.
As they neared the bathroom, the air grew thick with tension and shyness.
The moment they stepped inside, the quiet space amplified even the sound of their breathing.
Though they had just been intimate, baring themselves completely was still a first for them.
Silence and awkwardness lingered in the air.
As the man, Gu Luo was the first to break it.
His fingers hooked lightly into his collar, tugging slightly—his shirt slid smoothly off his firm shoulders.
Luo Shuning's cheeks instantly flushed pink, but her eyes remained fixed on him, unblinking.
"Ahem..."
Gu Luo cleared his throat, trying to ease the tension, but his hands didn’t stop, continuing to undress.
Soon, he stood completely bare, his flawless physique on full display—broad shoulders, well-defined chest muscles, every contour exuding raw power and allure, radiating an irresistible masculine charm.
Luo Shuning had never faced such an overwhelming sight before. Her heart skipped a beat.
Flustered, she averted her gaze, fingers clutching at the hem of her dress, shifting her weight nervously from foot to foot.
Noticing this, Gu Luo offered an awkward smile, steadying himself before suggesting, "Sweetheart, need some help?"
"...Mm." Luo Shuning bit her lower lip lightly, then nodded without hesitation.
Hearing her agreement, Gu Luo coughed again, his fingers resting gently on her shoulders as he slid the straps down. The dress cascaded along her curves, pooling at her feet.
Soon after, with a soft click, her undergarments followed.
Now, Luo Shuning’s flawless body was unveiled before him—skin like polished jade, glowing softly under the light.
Her slender neck, delicate collarbones, full chest, narrow waist, and those shapely, porcelain-smooth legs—every inch was breathtaking, as if a celestial being had descended, exuding an intoxicating allure.
At first, neither dared to look directly at the other, their eyes skittering away unintentionally.
But as time passed, their heartbeats gradually synchronized. Nervousness and shyness gave way to familiarity, though a hint of restraint lingered.
"Baby... let’s shower first before soaking," Luo Shuning murmured, cheeks flushed, her eyes shy yet tender.
"...Okay." Gu Luo swallowed hard, his voice tight as he nodded.
And so, they stood together under the showerhead, warm water cascading over them, soothing their skin.
Every accidental brush of their bodies sent a jolt through them, yet neither pulled away.
Slowly, they grew accustomed to this closeness.
Luo Shuning squeezed some shower gel into her palm, lathering it into a rich foam before gently massaging it over Gu Luo’s body—clearly intent on washing him.
Gu Luo half-closed his eyes, savoring her tenderness, completely immersed in the warm, intimate atmosphere.
Soon, suds covered nearly every inch of him—except one spot left untouched.
"I’ll handle this part myself."
Seeing this, Gu Luo chuckled, but just as he reached down, Luo Shuning stopped him.
Blushing, she turned her face slightly away and rubbed the foam from her hands onto him instead.
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