To be honest, even though he was quite over the line that day, whether it was some innate flaw of men or not, he wanted to cross it again despite enduring several days of being ignored by Gu Zixuan. After all, it’s been eight years, and he... Gazing at the light and shadow flickering with the movement of bathing, he turned his face away, desperately suppressing all his impulses to avoid something even more irresistible from occurring. He turned on the TV to distract himself. Gu Zixuan realized Feng Chengjin had returned when she heard the TV sound. Seeing the vague dark silhouette on the other side, she frowned, glanced at the frosted glass, and then at her own bare body... She truly had no idea what Feng Chengjin was thinking when he had someone design this house with such glass. But, you probably can’t see through it, right? She thought about it, decided not to linger on it, and started applying body wash. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs NoveI~Fire.net However, Gu Zixuan forgot that the view from both sides of frosted glass, especially from darkness looking toward light and shadow, is completely different from looking from light and shadow to darkness. Thus, with Gu Zixuan’s continuous movements, falling into Feng Chengjin’s eyes on this side... The scene became increasingly enticing and provocative. Feng Chengjin felt a warmth in his nose, unsure if it was karma for flirting with Gu Zixuan too much in the past, but now facing it himself, he found it almost... overwhelmingly hard to handle. Feng Chengjin’s expression was tense; the heat in his abdomen and the boiling blood flow throughout his body made him feel like he was about to explode. Fortunately, Gu Zixuan was quick in applying body wash and soon rinsed clean, putting on her nightdress before coming out. With clothes on, that amorous hue faded significantly. Seeing Feng Chengjin, Gu Zixuan slightly furrowed her brows and eyelashes, "You’re back?" "Mm." This kind of marital inquiry felt nice, but reminded of the guilt of having hurt Gu Zixuan, Feng Chengjin could not indulge or develop this feeling. He curved his lips and nodded, asking, "Have you finished your shower? Going back in?" Gu Zixuan shook her head, "Not going back in." He then said, "Okay." and swiftly headed into the bathroom. Such a hasty retreat startled Gu Zixuan for a moment; she raised her eyes to curiously glance at him. In the bathroom, Feng Chengjin turned the shower to cool water and wished he could add two buckets of ice, yet it couldn’t quell his fervent heartbeat. Finally, after rinsing for twenty minutes, he had somewhat extinguished the fire in his heart. He dried his hair and, feeling a chill about him, walked out. But not even three seconds after stepping out, he felt the heat again... Because Gu Zixuan had just finished her facial mask, applied toner, and started drying her hair. Standing on the carpet, Gu Zixuan’s tall figure reflected in the lamp light, her skin naturally white and smooth like jade. Accompanied by her hair-drying gesture, her not-too-short nightdress was pulled right up to her thighs... Swaying and floating. This position was just too... seductive and filled with mystery. Feng Chengjin felt as if his entire mind was being boiled by hot water. Especially while he watched the faintly visible lingerie under Gu Zixuan’s silk nightwear... As Gu Zixuan turned her head slightly, appearing fresh as if awaiting a lover’s pluck after a bath. Feng Chengjin quickly averted his gaze, feeling the need to re-enter for a second rinse. When Feng Chengjin returned to the bathroom, Gu Zixuan was even more surprised, her hairdryer facing strands of already-dry hair, forgetting to move on for a long moment. This time, Feng Chengjin spent a whole thirty minutes inside before coming out. Lying in bed, he thought if the fire didn’t go away soon, he might very well end up with wrinkled skin and a cold from being soaked too long before finally calming down the hidden spark. Moreover, now that Gu Zixuan was also lying down, the blanket’s cover made the visual impact much less intense. "Shall we sleep? Got work tomorrow." After a long time, seeing that Feng Chengjin wasn’t interested in watching TV, Gu Zixuan changed channels for a bit, then asked aloud. Feng Chengjin nodded, "Okay." Gu Zixuan looked at him curiously, pursed her lips without speaking, facing this unusually silent man tonight. She turned off the main light, leaving only the two orange bedside lamps on the nightstand, laying down. Feng Chengjin also entered the bedding and soon continued in the state from a few days before, reaching out to embrace her in his arms. Gu Zixuan remained calm, not struggling much against his tight embrace, her back pressed against his chest. Shaking her head slightly, she intuitively found the most comfortable position nestled on his arm.