Seeing her surprised little expression, Shen Yufeng couldn’t help but laugh softly.
"Don’t worry, I’m not that depraved! Stop overthinking and just enjoy your bath!"
"These aren’t someone else’s clothes, they were specially prepared for you. In fact, I have been wanting to bring you here for a while, just never found the right opportunity."
Shen Yufeng pushed An Xiaoyu into the bathroom.
Once inside, An Xiaoyu saw the ivory-white bathtub already filled with water, with bright red rose petals floating on top.
And within arm’s reach next to the bathtub, there was a vintage rack with various bath oils and skincare products placed on it.
An Xiaoyu frowned slightly, Shen Yufeng had even prepared the bathwater!
"Don’t overthink it, you’ve been worn out by today’s events, just relax."
After speaking, Shen Yufeng closed the door for her, then walked out of the bedroom, crossed the living room, and ascended the spiral staircase to the room above.
This level was his gym, equipped with a variety of fitness machines, a cloakroom, and a separate shower.
Upon opening the door to the cloakroom, Shen Yufeng picked out a white sports casual outfit, then headed for the shower room.
An Xiaoyu lay in the bathtub.
The water temperature was just right... It felt so comfortable and cozy.
Not knowing how much time had passed, suddenly, piano music drifted to her ears.
Deep, tranquil, with a touch of sadness, as if whispering the bygone tales of days past like a song...
Like longing, like cherishing, like weeping, like telling...
An Xiaoyu’s breathing suddenly tightened. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⚑𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⚑𝓷𝓮𝓽
Who was playing this piece of music?
An Xiaoyu, dressed, walked out of the bathroom, stood at the door, and stared at Shen Yufeng playing the piano.
He sat there so elegantly tranquil, his upright figure seeming very debonair, and his facial expression was equally nonchalant.
Seemingly sensing An Xiaoyu’s presence, Shen Yufeng suddenly raised his head to look in her direction.
In those serene and profound eyes of his, sparkled a fire she couldn’t read.
She looked at him, and he looked back at her...
In that instant, their gazes met in the air as if they were the only two left in the entire world.
Yet, Shen Yufeng’s hands didn’t stop moving; his slender fingers danced over the black and white keys, even more elegant and free-spirited.
An Xiaoyu felt her heart so full as if it was about to spill tears.
This piece of Sky City, she had listened to it over and over again.
Qin Zixiao once gave her a music box as a birthday gift; this was the melody it played.
Back then, whenever she heard this piece, her mood would lift.
Latter, the music box Qin Zixiao gave her had been broken by Chu Mucheng, never again to make a sound.
As for Qin Zixiao, he was soon to be engaged to Li Xin.
Everything had changed, yet at this moment, Shen Yufeng personally played Sky City for her!
An Xiaoyu stood there, motionless, but her face was already filled with a smile.
Only those smiling eyes of hers were already brimming with mist.
Shen Yufeng... he brought her many unexpectedly touching moments.
To be honest, she found the scene before her so beautiful that she couldn’t bear to disturb it, even wanted to treasure it forever.