"How about we bathe together? It’ll save a lot of time," he said, thick-skinned, with a perfect yet feeble excuse.
In truth, they had hardly ever bathed together.
Just thinking about her standing under the shower at this moment, with nothing on, and the warm water trickling down her skin...
The man felt his blood surge, all his sensations focusing on one particular part of his body.
Lin Xinlan, hearing this, was speechless and chuckled, "No way, I’m almost done. Just wait a bit longer."
Did she not know what was on his mind? He definitely didn’t have good intentions.
Considering they hadn’t done ’that’ in several days, he must be really frustrated.
Rong Shaoze knew she would refuse, so he chuckled and pleaded, "Xinlan, bathing together isn’t just time-saving, it helps conserve water too. We should be frugal to take care of Xiaocong."
Frugal to take care of Xiaocong...
If anyone else heard Rong Shaoze’s words, they would be beating their chests in distress.
If he needed to be frugal, what about everyone else? Wouldn’t they have to stop living out of poverty?
Lin Xinlan ignored him and continued to shower. She couldn’t bring herself to bathe with him; it was too embarrassing.
Without getting a response from her, Rong Shaoze leaned against the door, persistently imploring, "Xinlan, let’s bathe together. Come on, please."
Why did she feel like there was a pitiful little dog outside...
"Xinlan, I’m coming in."
"Stop, I’ll be done in a second," Lin Xinlan hurriedly rinsed off, aiming to finish before he entered.
"Click—" The door turned open, she panicked and without thinking, rushed to shut it firmly.
But she slipped on the lather, her feet giving way, and she fell to the ground.
"Ah—" A cry of pain immediately escaped her.
Lin Xinlan lay on the floor in agony, feeling incredibly unlucky to have fallen and embarrassed herself!
"Xinlan, what happened?" Hearing the noise inside, Rong Shaoze immediately pushed the door open and rushed in.
"How did you fall?" Seeing her in pain, his brow furrowed deeply.
He picked her up and carried her back to the bedroom, settling her on the bed and dressing her in pajamas before checking her ankle.
"Here?" His large hand grasped her ankle, gingerly moving it.
"Mm..." Lin Xinlan winced in pain, feeling dizzy as well.
Rong Shaoze massaged it and said, "Bite down and bear with it, I’m going to apply some pressure now."
"Don’t... Ah..." Before Lin Xinlan could stop him, a piercing pain shot through her ankle.
It hurt so much that she cried.
Rong Shaoze got up to fetch the medical kit, and as he applied ointment to her injury, he chided her, "How could you be so careless? You’re not a child, and yet you fall over. It’s lucky that it’s only a sprain, but what if it had been serious?"
Though his words were harsh, his actions were very gentle.
Feeling a bit wronged and defiant, Lin Xinlan retorted, "It’s all because of you. If you hadn’t insisted on coming in, would I have fallen? It’s all your fault, all your fault!"
This was his first time seeing her act coquettishly, and Rong Shaoze’s heart felt as sweet as honey, with a smile breaking out on his lips.
"Yes, it’s all my fault. Honey, your ankle probably needs a few days of rest at home before you can walk on it. To make it up to you, how about I take care of you for the next few days?"