Cry louder, I can't hear you.

Almost the instant Yun Qiao went in, Shen Suwei closed the door.

As soon as the door closed, the refreshing scent of shower gel wafted into the air.

It was the scent of Shen Suwei.

Yun Qiao's heart was beating a little fast.

Nervous.

Just as she was about to turn around and speak to Shen Suwei, Aunt Lin's voice came from outside the door:

"Young Master, I've brought you the shower gel."

Shen Suwei glanced at her, then calmly walked over and opened the door a crack.

"Thank you, Aunt Lin, please give it to me."

"No need, no need, I'll take it in for you."

Bring it in?

Yun Qiao suddenly shuddered.

Looking left and right, trying to find a place to hide.

But Shen Suwei's room was very empty; apart from the bathroom, there was nowhere else to hide.

Aunt Lin was carrying shower gel. If she came in, she would definitely go into the bathroom, and she couldn't hide in the bathroom.

Just as I was getting anxious, I suddenly heard Shen Suwei speak:

"It's late, you should go home and rest. Give me your things."

His tone was calm, yet carried a hint of unyielding firmness.

Aunt Lin hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded:

"All right."

She handed over the shower gel and left, turning back every few steps.

Before she came over, she saw a girl with long, wet hair wearing a bathrobe walking from the other side towards where the young master lived.

But she couldn't see who it was.

I originally thought I would see people when I came up.

To my surprise, the corridor was completely empty.

That can only mean that the person went into the young master's room.

Because here, only the eldest young master has a room...

The young master seemed to be intentionally hiding it from her.

She didn't think this person was Yun Qiao.

The young master would never allow Yun Qiao into his room.

Therefore, it can only be Shen Shiyu.

But in the dead of night, a man and a woman alone in a room, and they are not related by blood... is this appropriate?

Aunt Lin was worried, unsure whether she should tell her husband and wife.

Inside the door.

Yunqiao waited until the footsteps outside the door faded into the distance before her tense nerves relaxed.

She looked at the shower gel in Shen Suwei's hand and eagerly leaned closer:

"I'll take the shower gel to the bathroom for you."

Unexpectedly, Shen Suwei raised his hand, causing her to miss her target.

Yun Qiao is not one to admit defeat easily.

She rolled her eyes, took a step forward, and "accidentally" twisted her ankle.

"oops--"

She tumbled to the side and fell straight into Shen Suwei's arms.

But the embrace I had hoped for did not arrive.

Yun Qiao's forehead was touched by two long, strong fingers.

Her hand was still outstretched in mid-air, her body leaning forward, her center of gravity unsteady, and she was supported entirely by his fingers.

Shen Suwei did not move.

He looked down at the woman before him, whose advances had been rejected, his gaze indifferent:

"Can't stand up?"

Yun Qiao: "...The ground is slippery."

Shen Suwei remained silent.

Yun Qiao's face turned so red it looked like it could bleed.

She awkwardly steadied herself and stepped back.

His mind raced, trying to justify his earlier actions. But when he opened his mouth, not a single word came out.

Finally, she lowered her head in frustration:

"I'm going to take a shower."

Shen Suwei looked at her, and the corner of his lips twitched slightly.

Seeing her walk past him to go into the restroom, he remembered something and quickly called out to her:

"Wait a moment."

Before Yun Qiao could react, her wrist was already gripped by a strong, large hand.

A warm sensation came from my wrist; it wasn't heavy, but it felt secure.

Yun Qiao turned around in surprise.

Shen Suwei actually touched her on his own initiative?

But Shen Suwei didn't look at her. He released his grip, his gaze drifting to the side, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

"I...don't like other people using my bathroom. Go to the third floor."

Yun Qiao blinked, somewhat confused.

He doesn't like other people using his bathroom?

Four years ago, when the drug took effect and she became confused, wasn't it Shen Suwei who took her back to his room's bathroom and threw her into the bathtub?

I didn't realize he had this obsession with cleanliness back then.

[Host, your task is to use his room to take a shower. Failure to complete the task will result in punishment.] The system's cold voice reminded you.

Yun Qiao snapped back to her senses instantly, no longer caring about the reason.

After a moment's hesitation, she lowered her eyes, hunched her shoulders slightly, and adopted a pitiful and helpless expression.

"But there's no one on the third floor, I'm too scared to go..."

"I'll stay with you."

Yun Qiao's expression stiffened slightly for a moment.

Why is Shen Suwei suddenly being so enthusiastic?

But no.

She won't leave tonight unless the mission is accomplished.

She bit her lip, continuing to put on an even more pitiful expression, her voice even tinged with a sob:

"The bathroom on the third floor hasn't been used in a long time, isn't the water dirty?"

"What if there are some bacteria, and my body is so weak, I might accidentally get infected with something—"

"Speak properly."

Shen Suwei interrupted her, his calm gaze falling on her face:

"If you speak like that again, I'll throw you out right now."

Yun Qiao's sob caught in her throat.

Damn, they really don't know how to cherish women at all.

Wasn't her crying beautiful?!

Don't netizens all say that men fall for this kind of thing?

It seems Shen Suwei isn't going to eat it.

Yun Qiao immediately dropped her pitiful expression, straightened up, and her voice returned to normal:

"...I'm going to take a shower on the third floor now."

She walked past Shen Suwei and made a move toward the door.

But just as Shen Suwei relaxed his guard, Yun Qiao suddenly changed direction and rushed towards the bathroom.

By the time Shen Suwei realized what was happening, Yun Qiao had already rushed into the bathroom.

Yun Qiao just wanted to complete the task, but she didn't expect Shen Suwei to be so serious. He said he wouldn't let her use the bathroom, and he really wouldn't let her.

She had barely stepped half a step into the bathroom when she was suddenly pulled back by a strong force. Her back slammed into a warm chest, and she was pulled into a hard embrace.

As if afraid she would see something, he covered her eyes with one hand, wrapped his other arm around her waist, and with a sudden movement, turned her around, pressing her against the door. Her face was pressed against the door, and her back against his chest.

She was trapped in the middle and couldn't move.

"Yun, Qiao".

Shen Suwei spoke slowly and deliberately, each word sounding like it was being squeezed out from between his teeth; you could tell he was very angry.

Yun Qiao groaned softly from the impact, and was somewhat annoyed.

"It's just using the restroom, why are you being so stingy!"

She struggled violently, trying to push him away, elbowing him back and twisting her body wildly.

"Don't move!"

Shen Suwei's breathing became heavier, as if afraid she would break free, his body pressed almost tightly against her back, locking her firmly against the door.

Before Yun Qiao could react to the chaotic scene, she felt something tug at her bathrobe.

I looked down.

Because the two were pulling so hard, the ties of her bathrobe had come undone at some point, and now her neckline was wide open, exposing almost nothing from her collarbone to her waist to the air.

Yun Qiao's mind went blank for a moment.

Shen Suwei sensed something was wrong and lowered his head.

His gaze suddenly froze as it fell on a certain spot, as if he had been frozen by something.

An eerie silence fell over the air.

Jing Deyunqiao could hear her own heartbeat, and she could also hear Shen Suwei's breathing, which seemed to have become heavier.