Song Zhen waited for a while but received no reply.
He didn't even get the "Get lost" he had anticipated.
Remembering Gu Xinzhou's current poor condition, he was very worried she might have an accident.
After pondering for two seconds, he finally slowly turned the doorknob.
On the bed were the clothes Gu Xinzhou had taken off.
The sea-blue garments lay there, spread out in all their glory.
Song Zhen swallowed hard, finding it difficult to shift his gaze from the clothes.
There was the sound of trickling water in the air.
She must be taking a bath.
Song Zhen closed the door and casually walked over to the wardrobe, earnestly searching for clothes suitable for Gu Xinzhou to wear as pajamas.
But after rummaging around, aside from men's dress shirts, there seemed to be nothing suitable for her to make do with for the night.
Song Zhen's brows were tightly furrowed.
The handsome figure took a step back, feeling an unprecedented aversion to his own wardrobe for the first time in his life.
There was a movement behind him.
Song Zhen instinctively turned around and saw a pristine little fish walking out of the washroom as if it were none of his business.
Gu Xinzhou was gently drying her hair with a towel, her hands clutching it, while most of her small face was covered.
She kept her eyes on the floor below.
She walked out from the inside confidently because she remembered locking the door.
But she didn't know that every room in this villa could be unlocked in an instant with just a light touch of Song Zhen's fingerprint!
When she got to the side of the bed and faced Song Zhen, she finally dropped the towel from her hands.
Song Zhen knew he should either step aside or make a sound to alert her.
But…
He kept swallowing his saliva, his tongue disobedient, his entire body stiff as if acupoints had been pressed.
Song Zhen had never anticipated seeing the scene before him!
Although they had had that kind of affair five years ago, he had absolutely no memory of it!
"Ah!"
Gu Xinzhou screamed as she saw Song Zhen standing opposite her, she covered her shoulders with her hands, turned around, and crouched on the floor!
"You pervert! Big pervert! Get out! Get out of here!"
Gu Xinzhou was furious!
Song Zhen's ears turned slightly red.
He had never imagined that one day, the only thing between him and Gu Xinzhou would be the distance of a bed.
He quickly picked up a black dress shirt and stepped towards Gu Xinzhou.
Even though she was crouching on the ground, images of her just moments before kept surfacing in his mind—beautiful as the first snow on the Alps, pure and graceful.
"Zhouzhou, wear this as pajamas."
He approached her, each step felt like treading on Gu Xinzhou's dignity.
But he was utterly indifferent.
He didn't want to leave!
Whenever Gu Xinzhou called him a jerk or whatever, he always felt wronged.
Where could you find such a clean-living, kind-hearted young man like him?
But now…
He felt shameless!
He really didn't want to leave!
If he could go a step further, conquer her in one go, that would be the best.
Isn't there a saying, "quarrel at the head of the bed and end it at the foot"?
If he were to quarrel with her at the head of the bed now and end up on the bed, wouldn't they reconcile?
Gu Xinzhou had just finished bathing, her hair not yet dry, clean and pure, an appetizing delicacy.
The black luminescent hair, damp, stuck together in strands, hanging on her shoulders, made her complexion appear even whiter and more delicate, enhancing her allure.
She had assumed Song Zhen would leave.
But she had never heard the door open or anyone leaving.
After a brief silence, her heart raced uncontrollably.
Suddenly she saw a pair of feet slowly approaching from the side!