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Yu Yachen glanced at the Archangel walking towards the guest bedroom. There were only two rooms in Lemiaoan's house, so she would sleep with the Archangel at night.

But what on earth was Lemiao doing in the bathroom? She was curious.

“Crack—”

With such doubts, Yu Yachen pushed open the bathroom door and saw a wheelchair parked aside. Fortunately, the bathroom in Lei Miaoan's house was spacious, so it could accommodate the wheelchair.

She turned her head. The steam in the bathroom formed a thin filter. The pink-haired girl was sitting in front of the bathroom sink, looking at herself in the mirror. When she heard the movement coming from the door, she quickly turned around.

She hadn't blown her hair clean yet, and her beautiful long pink hair clung to her exposed shoulders and neck, with water droplets constantly dripping from it. Remiaoan was not covered by a bath towel, and from Yu Yachen's angle, he could perfectly catch a glimpse of the soft outline of her chest and the exquisite lines of her waist and abdomen.

“Eh, eh?”

Seeing the white-haired woman pushing the door open without any hesitation, Lemiaoan quickly covered her private parts, and her delicate cheeks turned red.

"I was a little worried about your situation, so I came in to see if you were okay."

Yu Yachen walked into the bathroom and pulled a bath towel from the shelf beside her.

"We are all girls, there is no need to be so shy."

The white-haired woman tore open the folded bath towel, then walked forward and gently covered Lemiaoan's shoulders with it.

"No, it's mainly because you are actually Xiaole's girlfriend."

After all, anyone would feel shy if a stranger suddenly saw them exposed.

"Aren't you done showering? Why have you been sitting in the bathroom for so long? Is there something on your mind?"

"I"

Lei Miaoan lowered her head, and her eyes, which were always filled with a gentle smile, became a little evasive. Ever since Yu Yachen forcibly carried her from the kitchen to the sofa, she had been a little afraid to look the white-haired woman in the eye, for some reason.

When I'm with her, I always feel my heart beating faster.

"Do you need me to wipe it for you? Or blow-dry your hair?"

Yu Yachen made a friendly invitation, but in fact, everything she did gave people a feeling that it was unquestionable.

Regardless of whether Remiaoan agrees or not, she will force herself on him today.

Chapter 122 Yu Yachen: Lei Miaoan, take it off! (Two in one)

"no need"

Lemiaoan subconsciously shrank her shoulders and tried to wrap herself tighter with the bath towel.

"I can do it myself."

She shook her head, her voice a little embarrassed.

After all, the other person was her sister's girlfriend. Such a nearly frank scene in the bathroom had already made her heart beat faster, and the image of asking the other person to help wipe her body made her cheeks hot just by imagining it.

She lowered her head, her wet pink hair stuck to her neck and chest, and water droplets slid down the hollow of her collarbone and dripped onto the edge of the bath towel.

"Aneng has been waiting for you."

Yu Yachen ignored the other party's request. She picked up a dry and soft towel and covered Lei Miaoan's wet head with it.

"It would be faster if I helped you. You haven't even dried your hair yet."

The white-haired woman said this expressionlessly. There was no teasing or joking in her tone, only a matter-of-fact and unquestionable concern.

""

The noisy sound of the hair dryer was heard in the bathroom, and the warm air hit her hair. Remnant felt that the bath towel on her body was a little loose as she touched her hair. She quickly pulled up the bath towel, and her face became rosy because of her nervousness.

For a moment, the only sound in the bathroom was the sound of the hair dryer.

"Do you enjoy examining yourself, Lemiaoan?"

When Exia complained to her that Remian took too long to shower, Yu Yachen actually used Killer Queen to take a peek at the scene in the bathroom.

Half an hour ago, she saw Lemiaoan sitting in front of the mirror and looking at herself.

But half an hour later, she was still sitting in front of the mirror motionless, which made the white-haired woman a little confused.

"The sound of water has stopped for a long time. Have you been looking in the mirror during this time?"

"I actually"

Lemiaoan didn't know how to explain it. Usually, the Archangel wouldn't care about this, but Yu Yachen noticed her.

"I also like looking in the mirror after a shower."

Yu Yachen said, "I have a serious obsession with cleanliness. I will carefully observe my naked body, checking for scars from battle or yellowing of the skin due to fatigue."

Her tone was distressed.

"Actually, I have a hemorrhoid on my collarbone. Every time I stand in front of the mirror, I think about how to get rid of it."

The white-haired woman had already taken off her coat. Her upper body was covered with a loose white shirt. Because the first collar was not fastened properly, her delicate collarbone was exposed to the air.

"Eh?"

Steam was still rising in the bathroom, and the mirror became a little blurry due to the fog. Lemiao could only observe the woman behind her through the mirror, which made her unable to see clearly.

"where is it?"

For some unknown reason, Lemiaoan asked, her voice was much softer than her usual gentle tone, but she regretted it as soon as she said it.

She was a little annoyed at why she asked such a private question. She was usually very calm, but perhaps it was because she was shy because she was only wrapped in a bath towel, or the cold-faced white-haired woman behind her made her heart beat faster, which made her consciousness not clear.

The words that came out of his mouth became irrational.

Her cheeks soon began to heat up uncontrollably, and her ears, blown by the warm wind, became terribly hot.

"Here."

However, Yu Yachen didn't think there was anything wrong with it. She stopped what she was doing, and the noisy noise suddenly quieted down. The white-haired woman reached out and wiped the blurry mirror. She then opened her collar, then turned her face to the side, showing her entire left shoulder to Lei Miaoan.

The white-haired woman's slender fingers touching her collar pointed towards the black spot on the edge of her collarbone.

In fact, the mole at the lower end of her collarbone not only does not make her body ugly, but it makes people pay more attention to her charming collarbone. The tight skin sticks to the delicate contours of the collarbone, and the eye-catching black spot makes her body even more attractive.

"Can you see it?"

In Yu Yachen's opinion, it was just a small flaw on her body, but there was nothing worth covering up. Lei Miaoan stared at her open neck, but the black spot under her collarbone made her body even more eye-catching.

"Yeah, see, I see."

Lemiaoan didn't know how to respond, or rather, she shouldn't have asked that question out of curiosity in the first place. The Sakota woman's words were full of panic and excitement.

It was obvious that the other party was just stating a small flaw that was bothering her, his expression was frank and his tone was extremely calm, but why did it seem like some kind of silent temptation to her?

At the same time, Angel was sitting on the edge of the bed in the bedroom. She tugged at the collar of her pajamas and suddenly felt a little hot.

This feeling did not come out of nowhere, but was brought about by "empathy".

"Strange, what is my sister doing in the bathroom? Why do I feel ashamed?"

The effect of empathy is very simple, it can make people feel the same. The Angel could feel Remian's shame and uneasiness. She muttered, and then left the bedroom involuntarily.

When she came to the living room, she heard the sound of a hair dryer in the bathroom. At this moment, the feeling of shame and uneasiness suddenly subsided a lot.

Ah, it turned out that it was Yu Yachen who was helping Lei Miaoan blow dry her hair?

Indeed, her girlfriend always paid attention to details. She must have taken into consideration the fact that Angel's sister had difficulty moving her legs, so she went to the bathroom to help.

As for being moved, it is normal. She was also moved when she first met Yu Yachen. Nian Tianshi believes that her elder sister will definitely be able to get along well with Yu Yachen.

How could her sister do anything to hurt her?

She decided not to disturb them.

Thinking of this, Archangel turned around and went back to the room.

"When I was little, I would take a long time to take a shower in the bathroom, but it wasn't because I was a mysophobia."

"It's just that I can't help but look at myself in the mirror."

Lemiaoan's voice gradually calmed down.

"Looking at my own body, I would imagine the possibilities of it interacting with other people. I would imagine where this body could take me and what I could do. This kind of imagination started from a very early time."

"I imagined for a long time and imagined a lot. The richer the imagination, the more at ease I can be with myself."

"Until my legs became disabled and I woke up from a coma again, I never dared to look in the mirror again. I knew I had no scars and I hadn't become uglier in any way. I was just afraid that I wouldn't be able to get along with myself anymore."

In the bathroom, the sound of the hair dryer finally stopped, and the hot air was filled with the faint fragrance of shampoo and the subtle heaviness brought by the previous topic.

Confiding one's innermost thoughts to a stranger one has never met is just like a decadent middle-aged man getting drunk in a bar and then sharing his misfortunes in life with the stranger who showed him the table.

So Lei Miaoan only dared to speak when the hair dryer was sounding. Her voice was very weak, but Yu Yachen could hear it clearly.

In fact, Yu Yachen was not good at comforting others, and she couldn't accurately find the source of the problem with someone she met for the first time.

Yu Yachen could only say:

"Until you recover, Remuel and I will be here with you."

"Ah."

Lei Miaoan responded softly, and Yu Yachen picked up the wooden comb on the dressing table and slowly began to comb her hair that had just been blow-dried.

"I heard you're still recovering. What does the doctor think of your condition?"

She asked softly.

"After being discharged from the hospital, I was able to stand for a short while. The doctor encouraged me to do more rehabilitation training. I might be able to recover in a dozen years, but he couldn't guarantee that I would be able to walk normally again in my lifetime."

"Perhaps I can also help diagnose your condition, Lemiaoan."

"I don't know what the medical conditions are like in Lateran, but I used to work at Rhine Life."

Yu Yachen lied without blushing or beating her heart. After all, her mother was the director of Rhine Life, so she could just approve a resume for her.

"Thank you."

Remiaoan nodded slightly, but she was actually very clear about her physical condition. She had long been prepared to spend her whole life in a wheelchair. Saying that there was hope of recovery was just to comfort her psychologically.

"Let me ask you, what injured you? What happened on the day you were injured? This way I can better diagnose your condition."

"I'm sorry, I don't want too many people to be involved in this matter, so I can't reveal too much. This is confidential, but I can tell you that I was injured by a staff."

"Remule left Lateran all these years to find out the truth behind your injury. She suffered a lot out there. A Sakota, she left Lateran. The points in her backpack became nothing more than waste paper. Her lifestyle was quite unusual. It wasn't until she settled down in Longmen that she began to live happily."

"Of course, I don't mean to blame you. You should still be unconscious at that time. However, if you really have any difficulties, or unsolvable doubts, or knots in your heart, I hope you can tell me."

"I will protect Remuel, and you."

"Ah."

Remiaoan lowered her eyes slightly, and an inexplicable sense of security surged into her heart. The white-haired woman behind her was determined to do what she said, which made her feel something she had never felt before.

It was a feeling she couldn't find in her parents or sisters.

"Do you need me to help you get dressed?"

Yu Yachen put down the wooden comb and suddenly said with a smile.

"Forget it!"

Lemiao's ears turned red.

"Then I'll carry you back, just like we did at noon."

"no!"

""

After putting on her clothes with great difficulty, Yu Yachen carried Lei Miaoan to the wheelchair and pushed her back to the bedroom. After putting this fragile beauty to bed, Yu Yachen still did not leave.

"Do you need me to check it for you?"

"Well, come on."

Remnant responded softly, sitting on the edge of the bed with her bare feet in the air.

Yu Yachen came to her and squatted down, and asked softly:

"Where did the injury start? Is it just your lower leg that's paralyzed, or is it your entire leg?"

"It probably starts from the base of the thigh, and the whole leg cannot move." Lemiaoan replied.

Yu Yachen thought for a while:

"Well then, take off your pants, Lemuean, and let me see your legs."