Wu Xiufan noticed Alex's lingering gaze and felt a surge of happiness. He pulled Alex close, pressing him against the wall and passionately kissing him.
"Sponge bath..." Alex mumbled, his breath caught in a kiss.
"We can get to that later," Wu Xiufan responded, his urgency evident.
Two hours later, they emerged from the bathroom, thoroughly refreshed.
Alex wore Wu Xiufan's bathrobe, his hair damp and clinging to his neck. His face was flushed with a lingering blush.
Wu Xiufan was only wrapped in a towel, revealing his toned physique.
Shang Ke retrieved the first aid kit and assisted Wu Xiufan in applying medicine and changing his bandages.
As they tended to Wu Xiufan's wound, Alex couldn't help but feel a sense of protectiveness. He wanted to shield Wu Xiufan from any harm, to keep him safe.
Wu Xiufan, sensing Alex's concern, smiled warmly. "Don't worry, I'm fine," he said. "It's just a minor injury."
