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Chapter Thirty-Five: The White Dew Has Yet to Dry
Zhou Xuanyu's room was large, almost occupying the entire second floor. The furnishings were exquisite, neither crowded nor overly spacious.
Junxi was placed on the large bed, nestled next to neatly stacked blankets, resembling a doll.
"Do you want to take a shower?" he asked casually, as if it were not an intimate topic at all, even sounding as mundane as asking, "Do you want to eat?"
Junxi shook her head. "I just took a shower."
Autumn had arrived, and the weather was cool. Even though they had just been playing around, she hadn't broken a sweat and didn't need to wash again. Besides, with her feet swollen like that, how could she possibly take a shower? It wouldn't be right to trouble him further.
Zhou Xuanyu responded with a soft "mm."
So she had already showered. The fragrance that had been emanating from her earlier was indeed the scent of body wash. He had grown accustomed to the artificial scents of high-end perfumes, always feeling they were too contrived and deliberate. In contrast, her natural sweetness was far more captivating, lingering in one's mind…
"Could you find me some clothes?" she suddenly spoke up.
"Mm?" Zhou Xuanyu was momentarily taken aback.
Junxi gestured at her expensive-looking outfit. Although the label had been cut off when the dress was delivered, based on her past experience in choosing clothes, she could roughly guess which brand it belonged to.
"Something I can wear to sleep," she explained.
The satin dress was incredibly comfortable and soft, perfect for sleeping without any discomfort. However, she was worried that tossing and turning at night would leave creases on such a fine garment; it simply couldn't be ruined like that.
Zhou Xuanyu understood her concern and turned to leave. He returned shortly, holding a T-shirt in his hand.
It was clearly his shirt.
"Um..." Her voice faltered.
He patiently asked, "Do you need anything else?"
Junxi bit her lip, hesitating for a moment.
"Not going to say anything? Then you should get some rest," he said, pretending to walk away.
"Um... the zipper... I can't reach it." She hurriedly grabbed his arm.
There was a long, slender zipper on the back of Junxi's dress that reached her waist, which Xue Waiwai had helped her zip up before leaving. Now, given the length of her arms, she couldn't manage to unzip it by herself.
"Do you want me to help you with it?" he asked, his tone finally losing some of its earlier ease.
Junxi nodded.
He became a bit awkward, while she felt emboldened. After all, during their encounters, he usually had the upper hand; it was rare for him to be in such a position...
Zhou Xuanyu only took a few seconds to react before returning to his calm demeanor. He strode over confidently, bending his left leg as he sat cross-legged at the foot of the bed.
Junxi felt her momentum instantly crushed by him.
Zhou Xuanyu raised his hand and gently brushed her long hair aside.
She lowered her head, her slender neck glistening under the light like crystal.
He miscalculated for a moment, nearly touching her skin…
The zipper slowly slid down with the movement of his fingertips, exposing her shoulder strap and her flawless back little by little to the air… She was tense, so much so that even her breathing felt suppressed. The curve of her back, rising and falling with her breath, was incredibly alluring.
Zhou Xuanyu quickly averted his gaze, his hand's movement coming to an abrupt halt.
Tonight was pushing him to his limits.
Junxi felt the zipper stop at the center of her back and turned around in confusion to look at him.
He had already stood up, tall against the light.
"This should do," he said.
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