After dinner, Ning An loaded a pile of pots and pans into the dishwasher and then turned to Xu Weiran, "Do you want to take a bath? Do you need my help?"
Xu Weiran’s expression stiffened for a moment before he quickly declined, "No need, I can manage on my own."
He definitely needed a bath, after all, having stayed in the hospital for two days, he had no idea how many germs he had picked up.
But having this girl help was out of the question.
It turned out this girl was bolder than he’d thought.
Helping her boyfriend bathe, what was she really thinking?
Didn’t she know that suggesting it was very dangerous?
Ning An, on the other hand, hadn’t really thought it through, simply feeling it would be impractical for him to bathe with an injured hand.
Although she also felt her suggestion was too bold, wasn’t this a special situation that warranted special treatment?
After all, the two were boyfriend and girlfriend, and had even soaked in a hot spring together before.
Helping him scrub his back was really no big deal.
But his reaction, wasn’t it a bit too much?
Ning An’s gaze then fell upon his arm in a cast, "Are you sure? You really don’t need my help?"
"No need!" Xu Weiran replied too quickly and too firmly.
Ning An couldn’t help but take a few more glances at him.
Since he didn’t need help, Ning An didn’t insist, but she still considerately found his clothes and put them in his hands, saying, "I’ll wait outside, just call if you need anything."
"Just go in quickly!"
Before Xu Weiran could finish his sentence, Ning An had already opened the bathroom door and pushed him inside.
Xu Weiran placed the clothes he would need later on the rack, ready to undress.
Knocking sounds came from outside the door.
Xu Weiran lowered his hands and opened the door, only to see Ning An standing outside, "Are you sure you don’t need help? I can help you undress, I think it would be inconvenient with just one hand."
Ning An pointed at his injured hand.
"No need, I can manage on my own!" Xu Weiran said, and shut the door in the girl’s face.
He turned around, continuing to undress.
This time, halfway through undressing, the bathroom door was knocked on again.
Xu Weiran was nearly driven to the edge of his patience by the girl, opening the door again with a helpless look, "I really don’t need help!"
"Oh!" But then he saw Ning An holding up a pair of black underwear, handing it to him, "I just wanted to tell you, you dropped this!"
Xu Weiran’s face instantly turned into a palette of colors, the tall man frozen in place as if something had stuck him there.
His face went from white to red, from red to purple then to black, changing several colors within a short time. It took him a moment to recover, hastily taking his briefs from her hand and saying stiffly, "Thanks!"
The next second, the door "bang—" shut in front of Ning An.
Ning An tried to hold it in but couldn’t help "pfft—" bursting into laughter.
Ever since knowing him, he had always carried a confident and composed demeanor; it was the first time she had seen him so flustered and panicked.
After laughing, she pulled out her phone and began playing games while guarding the door.
Inside the bathroom just a wall away.
Xu Weiran listened to the laughter outside, his facial expression a mix of headache and helplessness...
A moment later, a fond smile spread across his face.