Pei Yan was drying his wet black hair with a towel, wearing nothing but a bath towel around his waist. Water droplets slid down his skin and disappeared into the towel, and he seemed surprised to find someone at the door. His hand paused, and a hint of surprise flashed in his dark eyes.
When his gaze landed on Qin Yun, who was wearing only thin, form-fitting clothes, his skin, already a bit flushed from the recent shower, turned an even deeper shade of red, including his entire ear, and for a moment, his eyes were unfocused.
Qin Yun was caught off guard by the sudden burst of steam. Her eyes took in a swath of fair skin and, instinctively looking up, saw who it was, and froze in place.
Their gazes met.
Qin Yun’s mind went blank. She instinctively grabbed the clothes she had just taken off to cover herself.
Her fair skin seemed to turn a deep crimson from the inside out under the ’touch’ of the steam. She feigned calmness and asked, "Y-you... why are you here?"
Not only did he take a shower in her room??
He was dressed like this?!!
If she didn’t know Pei Yan’s personality, she’d wonder if he did this on purpose?!
Thinking of what she had just seen, her pale cheeks instantly turned blood red. She felt so awkward she could dig through the floor.
If she had walked into the wrong room, fine!
She’s not familiar with the place; she could understand that.
Could Pei Yan have gotten the wrong room??
Upon hearing her, Pei Yan seemed to pause too. He glanced around the room before slowly saying, "This is my room."
"???" Qin Yun was instantly stunned.
Pei Yan’s room??
But Mrs. Pei said she’d sleep in this room tonight.
Could it really be that she walked into the wrong room?
Qin Yun turned her head stiffly and looked at the set of skincare products on the table, blinking slowly to confirm they were indeed prepared for her.
"The skincare products Mom prepared for me are all in this room; I shouldn’t have walked into the wrong room." Qin Yun collected herself and moved her gaze away from Pei Yan.
At this point, Pei Yan also noticed the oddities in his room, and it suddenly dawned on him.
Neither of them had walked into the wrong room. Instead, only his room had been tidied up from the start. Seeing this, he basically guessed Mrs. Pei’s intent.
In her eyes, since they were a married couple, there was no reason to sleep in separate rooms.
So all of Qin Yun’s things were placed in his room.
He hadn’t noticed earlier, which is why this scene unfolded now.
Thinking of this, Pei Yan rubbed his forehead, a bit of a headache forming. He pursed his thin lips, "This must be something Mom arranged, thinking we would stay together. At this hour, Mrs. Zhang should already be asleep."
"So what do we do now?" Qin Yun glanced helplessly at the only bed in the room.
Seeing Pei Yan’s slightly pained expression, she recalled his cool and reserved demeanor in the Heavenly Court. A mischievous thought flashed in her eyes, and she couldn’t help but tease, "Why don’t we just make do for the night? Sleep together?"
Upon hearing this, Pei Yan’s gaze fell on Qin Yun’s face, darkening, "Forget it, I’ll call Mrs. Zhang."
"Are you afraid to sleep with me? What are you scared of? So even Pei Yan has a day when he’s afraid." Qin Yun provocatively raised her chin, completely forgetting their current state.
Pei Yan gave her a long, deep look, "..."
For some reason, Qin Yun suddenly felt a bit cold, realizing she hadn’t yet dressed properly.
And Pei Yan seemed to be blocked in the bathroom doorway by her, with only a bath towel around his waist. Talking about this situation under these conditions seemed a bit inappropriate?
Just as Qin Yun was wondering how to smooth things over, Pei Yan walked out of the bathroom, and Qin Yun instinctively stepped aside to give him space.
The next second, she realized—why was she giving him space?!
Was she afraid of him!!
At worst, they’ll have another fight!
It’s not like they haven’t fought before!!
She watched as Pei Yan opened the wardrobe and took out a comforter.
Qin Yun blinked in confusion and asked foolishly, "What are you doing with the comforter?"
"What else would I do with it? Sleep." Pei Yan glanced at her flatly, his eyes devoid of emotion.
Qin Yun: "Huh?"
"Huh, what. Go take a shower. I’m not sleeping with someone all dirty."
After saying that, Pei Yan seamlessly found a casual short-sleeved shirt in the wardrobe and put it on right in front of Qin Yun.
He was about to untie the bath towel when he noticed Qin Yun staring intently at him. His fingers tightened, his lips pursed, and his gaze deepened as he felt his throat tighten slightly, "Do you want to watch?"
Qin Yun’s face instantly turned as red as a boiled shrimp. She widened her eyes and said righteously, "Who, who wants to watch you! Clearly, you just want to show off your body, live streaming it!! It’s already nice that I don’t charge you an eye pollution fee!!"
With that, she decisively entered the bathroom, locked the door, and undressed, turning on the showerhead.
She complained while showering:
Who would want to look at Pei Yan, that narcissist!!
He really thinks his body is so great, huh!
Like a gaunt chicken!
What’s so great about it!
As she complained, the scene of Pei Yan wearing a bath towel flashed before her eyes.
Pei Yan’s muscles were naturally fluid and smooth. The water droplets on his body post-shower hadn’t yet been wiped off, mischievously following the lines of his muscles, disappearing into the towel.
Moreover, Pei Yan had six-pack abs and a V-line, not really like a gaunt chicken, more of the type who looks slim in clothes but muscular when shirtless.
Qin Yun quickly shook her head to toss out the messy thoughts. What was she even thinking!
She quickened her pace in showering. After wrapping her hair in a towel, she realized she had forgotten to bring her pajamas inside since Pei Yan had used the bath towel...
Awkwardly biting her lip, she was just contemplating whether to wait until Pei Yan fell asleep before coming out, or ask him to pass her the clothes when there was a knock on the bathroom door. Then Pei Yan’s calm voice said, "Your clothes are in a bag. I’ve hung them on the bathroom door. I’m heading out for a while."
Soon, Qin Yun heard the sound of the door closing, indicating Pei Yan had left.
She let out a sigh of relief. It would have been hard to ask him to hand her the clothes.
Immediately, she opened the door to get her clothes inside.
Putting them on and stepping out, she indeed found the room empty of Pei Yan, probably to give her space to compose herself?
Qin Yun raised an eyebrow; he didn’t seem too difficult to deal with.
Then her gaze shifted, noticing that the bed had two comforters, one on each side, with a pillow in the middle, what did that mean?
Was Pei Yan worried she’d climb into his bed at night, treating her like some kind of female hooligan?
Such a big man yet still drawing imaginary boundaries, tsk, so childish!!
No wonder there hadn’t been any women around him for so many years, no girlfriends, no nothing—with tactics like these, it’s no surprise he’s single from the cradle!
Qin Yun dried her hair with a blow dryer and then knowingly found a spot to burrow herself into.