Lin Xuechun followed Xi Chenzhou into the elevator. After he pressed the button for the top floor, he stood there with one hand in his pocket. He was wearing a black T-shirt and jeans, and he was tall with long legs. He had a large gym bag hanging on his left shoulder, and his forearm, which was exposed under the cuff, had a clear line and visible veins.

Her gaze followed his arm down and stopped on the back of his hand.

I noticed that his knuckles were noticeably red. Thinking about the punch he threw at the guy with the bloody nose earlier, I realized that force is reciprocal, and he must have been in a lot of pain too.

"Are your...hands alright?"

Meeting her bright, concerned gaze, Xi Chenzhou's heart skipped a beat. His face remained expressionless, his features still cold and sharp, his jawline clear and defined. He glanced down at his hands, then looked up and gave a nonchalant smile, "It's nothing."

That's good. Lin Xuechun was relieved. She turned her head back, pursed her lips, and looked naturally at the elevator car door in front of her.

The two figures were clearly reflected on the door.

He was tall and upright, standing at 188 cm, with broad and straight shoulders, but his posture was relaxed, and he had a nonchalant and aloof air about him.

She has a slender figure with full curves in all the right places, and a face so beautiful that it's hard to look away.

Xi Chenzhou looked up at her in the mirror: "How's your wrist? Does it still hurt?"

Lin Xuechun's wrist was pinched by the man with the nosebleed, and you can still see that the skin there is noticeably redder than the surrounding area.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

She habitually pursed her lips and then relaxed them, shaking her head. Xi Chenzhou's gaze fell on her pursed lips, which were as red and vibrant as flower petals moistened by morning dew, giving him a sense of destruction and making him want to ruthlessly ravage this delicate piece of skin.

His eyes darkened slightly, and certain images uncontrollably surfaced in his mind.

In the shower stall, he put his hand into her mouth, her warm, wet tongue wrapping around his fingers, sending a tingling sensation through his entire body.

He stared at her, his Adam's apple bobbing slowly.

As he stared at her, Lin Xuechun subconsciously scraped the inside of her cheek with the tip of her tongue, and the stinging sensation triggered her memories.

Her face flushed instantly, and before he could ask, she quickly said, "My mouth doesn't hurt anymore."

It's a bit like trying to hide something obvious.

"Oh." Xi Chenzhou said casually, drawing out the last syllable, a faint smile playing on his lips.

The elevator car in front of her clearly reflected her shy and guilty expression.

Her slightly wavy long hair was swept to one side of her shoulder, revealing her delicate, porcelain-like neck. Her neck was long and slender, with a gentle curve connecting to her shoulder. Her face was pure and beautiful, and her skin was fair and smooth. Every feature of her was just right to his liking.

A dark fire ignited in Xi Chenzhou's eyes, and his gaze grew increasingly intense.

As if sensing something, Lin Xuechun looked up at the mirror in front of her and immediately met his deep gaze. Her eyelashes trembled, and she hurriedly looked away, her fingers gripping the strap of her backpack tightly.

"What a coward!" Xi Chenzhou raised an eyebrow, his voice casual. "Afraid of me?"

"No..." Lin Xuechun denied softly.

"If you're not afraid... stand that far away."

There's enough space in the middle for two more people.

Lin Xuechun moved a little closer to him, demonstrating her gratitude through her actions. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Um... thank you for today."

Xi Chenzhou teased her, "Only thank you?"

Lin Xuechun said earnestly, "Um... how about I treat you to another meal to express my gratitude?"

Xi Chenzhou: "Then you owe me two meals."

She was originally going to treat him to lunch today.

"Yes, yes, I won't renege on my promise," Lin Xuechun said solemnly, then suddenly remembered, "Are you really not keeping two of the hotel vouchers?"

The hotel's buffet is usually sold to the public for 598 yuan per person, while the spa is priced at 688 yuan per hour through group purchase.

For a student, these were quite valuable, but he didn't take a single one and gave them all to her.

Xi Chenzhou adjusted the bag strap on his shoulder casually: "You can keep it, I don't really need it."

"Okay. Thanks then." Lin Xuechun didn't bring it up again.

Xi Chenzhou found it quite amusing: "We've met so many times, and it seems like you're always thanking me."

Lin Xuechun counted silently, and it really was true.

She blinked shyly: "Mainly because you always appear when I encounter various situations."

"Actually, besides thanking you, we can talk about other things."

He wanted to know more about her.

How about we talk about something else?

Lin Xuechun blinked: "Oh right, I washed your shirt clean, here you go."

She held the backpack in front of her, unzipped it, took out a laundry bag, and handed it to him.

Xi Chenzhou glanced at it: "You washed it by hand?"

Lin Xuechun: "Yeah, don't worry. I checked the care label before washing it. The water temperature didn't exceed 30°C. I let it air dry naturally and didn't wring it out hard."

"Silly. Are you tired of washing? I should have known better than to let you do it; I usually just throw everything in the washing machine."

Those two tattered clothes weren't worth her laborious hand-washing.

If Lin Xuechun knew that he called a shirt costing over nine thousand yuan a "tattered garment," she would probably be furious.

These are considered tattered clothes; what she's wearing is rubbish.

"It's okay, not tiring. There is a washing machine in the dormitory, but it is shared. I'm a bit of a germaphobe, so I don't know how to use it and I wash everything by hand."

She's a bit like him in that respect for cleanliness, but he still feels sorry for her having to do it herself. "I have a washing machine and dryer at my place, and I use them by myself. I disinfect them every time. If you don't mind, you can pack your things and come to my place to wash them in the future."

The thought of their clothes getting mixed together and smelling of the same laundry detergent made Lin Xuechun's heart race for no reason. Sharing a washing machine is a very intimate thing, isn't it?

How could he extend such an invitation to her?

How ambiguous!

Not knowing how to answer, she changed the subject, saying, "You don't live in the dorms?"

Xi Chenzhou: "Yes. I live in the faculty housing. My maternal grandfather used to be a teacher at Peking University."

"Oh, living at home is definitely more convenient than living in a dormitory."

"Hmm." He hummed in response, then opened the laundry bag and sniffed it. The scent was very similar to hers. He smiled slightly and stuffed the clothes into his gym bag.

"Thanks. It smells nice after washing."

"Yes. You're welcome."

Lin Xuechun originally wanted to ask him what brand of laundry detergent it was, since it smelled quite nice, but then the elevator arrived.

Ding.

The elevator doors opened to both sides.

"Let's go."

Xi Chenzhou raised his hand to block the door, gesturing for her to go out first.

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