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Wu Rong immediately denied, "No way, so many people in the hot spring, it's like boiling dumplings. What's the point? And it's mixed gender."
"Can you not speak so poorly of it? Isn't this a normal thing? You've been in Foreign Country for a long time, how can you be so conservative? Do you think such behavior is wrong?"
"That's different."
"How is it different?"
"You... are different!"
Rao Jie was startled, as if those words were whispered directly into her ear, the cool air from the Hot Spring Room brushing against her sensitive earlobe.
Rao Jie jumped in surprise and instinctively turned around, only to bump straight into Wu Rong's embrace, pressed tightly against his sturdy body.
What does it feel like to be separated by just a thin swimsuit?
It's an intimate sensation, almost like skin touching skin.
She could clearly feel his quickening heartbeat, the contours of his body, the lines of his muscles, which felt cooler than the hot spring water.
The water around her thighs was hot, sending tingles through her muscles as if they were being pierced by tiny electric currents.
But for Rao Jie, that contact felt more shocking than being struck by lightning.
In the ambiguous silence, time seemed to freeze; it felt like ages had passed, but in reality, it was just a moment before Rao Jie reacted and pushed him away.
Though they had been tightly embraced, with just one push from Rao Jie, Wu Rong released her and stepped back.
In the misty world around them, everything felt surreal as if they were dreaming.
Rao Jie dared not meet Wu Rong's gaze and turned her eyes away from him but still questioned him, "Didn't you promise not to touch me?"
Wu Rong replied with a smile, "Both times were your own fault; it has nothing to do with me. Just because I like you doesn't mean you can pin the blame on me."
Rao Jie was at a loss for words. Ever since Wu Rong confessed his feelings, he had become increasingly straightforward, constantly mentioning his affection as if he had no shame at all.
And after hearing it so many times, Rao Jie gradually became numb to it.
Out of two or three instances, she would only react once and continue to feel shy.
But this time was different.
Rao Jie took two steps back and sat down at the edge of the pool without looking at Wu Rong. "If you want to soak, go ahead. We can each enjoy our own space. If you come near me again, I'll leave."
Wu Rong shrugged in compliance.
So the two of them really settled into their respective sides of the hot spring. However, the unrelenting gaze made it impossible for Rao Jie to ignore. Even if Rao Jie didn't look, he knew Wu Rong was staring at him, that gaze more intense than the heat of the water.
Rao Jie felt trapped and could only sink deeper into the hot spring.
"Are you trying to practice holding your breath in the hot spring?"
Rao Jie froze, the water rising to his lips but not spilling over. Yet it was too uncomfortable; after a moment of persistence, he gave up.
He tried to shift the conversation to something else, discussing everyone they both knew, but nothing could dissolve the awkward and ambiguous atmosphere. Even with nearly two or three meters between them, Rao Jie felt quite stressed.
When he found himself out of topics to discuss, he thought about making a quick escape. But then Wu Rong suddenly brought up a new subject.
"You mentioned so many people; why not talk about your senior?"
Rao Jie was taken aback, looking at Wu Rong in confusion. Would he really want to talk about his senior?
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