In the villa, the servants had already gone to rest one after another, but Uncle Li still waited in his crisp suit.
Since the young master had not yet returned, there was no reason for him to rest.
After what felt like a long time, the sound of an engine finally came from the entrance.
Uncle Li immediately put on a smile and stepped outside, just in time to meet He Jingyao face-to-face.
He Jingyao took off his coat and handed it over, his voice tinged with a hint of hoarseness, "Where’s Zhixi?"
"The Young Mistress has already gone to bed."
He Jingyao nodded his head and paused before asking, "What did she do today?"
Uncle Li thought for a moment, "The Young Mistress stayed in her room all day, it seems she was reading."
"Good," He Jingyao smiled and turned to walk upstairs.
The room was dimly lit, but a lamp had been left on at the entrance.
He Jingyao walked to the edge of the large bed where Su Zixi was already asleep, her body slightly curled up, her face buried in the pillow, sleeping deeply.
The familiar fragrance entered his nostrils, immediately stirring the man’s desires.
He felt like he was a traveler who had walked in the desert for three days and nights, and at the sight of an oasis, he was already too weak to ponder if it was just a mirage.
He Jingyao reached out his hand, subconsciously wanting to touch her face but held back forcefully.
Everything Ye Shutong had told him today, he had already seen in that medical report, and the one given by Arthur was even more detailed, so he was well aware of what he would become if this continued.
To him, she was like a drug, and he was already addicted.
After a long while, He Jingyao took a deep breath, ultimately retracting his hand, and turned to head towards the bathroom.
The hot water flowed freely, streaming over the man’s body.
He Jingyao stood under the shower head, his handsome face expressionless, silent yet sensual.
His gaze seemed to fall on a void, unfocused.
After an unknown amount of time, a small, delicate white figure suddenly appeared at the edge of his vision.
He seemed to realize something, and looked intently, his pupils suddenly dilating!
"Jingyao..." Su Zixi spoke softly, looking up at his face, "What’s wrong these past few days? Why are you avoiding me?"
He Jingyao’s Adam’s apple bobbed a few times, and he stretched out his hand, "Come here."
Su Zixi obediently walked towards him, her gaze accidentally caught something and she quickly turned it away, shy.
The man chuckled hoarsely and drew her into his arms, his bare body tightly embracing her.
"Did something happen? Tell me," Su Zixi leaned against his chest, letting the hot water drench her, "Don’t ignore me..."
All the effort and restraint of the past few days suddenly collapsed in that moment as He Jingyao felt his mind buzz!
"I’m not ignoring you," he laughed hoarsely, suddenly lifting her hips to press her against the bathroom wall, staring at her face flushed from the steam, "Did you... miss me?"
"I did, a lot," Su Zixi nodded without hesitation, "No matter what happens, you can tell me, I’ll definitely understand."
He Jingyao’s Adam’s apple moved again.
No, you don’t understand. You don’t know what these three days have meant to me.
The man met her misty eyes, suddenly laughed hoarsely, and bent down to fiercely press his lips against hers!