"We've just met. It's, it's not quite appropriate..." Shen Ximan said awkwardly, clutching the sleeve of her clothes. Her face was as red as a monkey's bottom.
"You're already my wife. What's inappropriate about it?" Bo Jingyu deliberately teased her with a playful look in his eyes. "Do you want me, a patient, to take a bath by myself?"
"But! I..."
She had never been so intimate with a man in her life, and especially not in such a straightforward and rough way.
"Fine then," his voice drifted out of the bathroom lightly. "You can handle your sister's matter on your own. Don't come and beg me."
"Wait!"
Shen Ximan might have hesitated about other things, but when it came to her sister, she would face any difficulty.
It's just giving a man a bath! How hard could it be!
"Turn around. Don't make a sound."
Bo Jingyu smiled faintly and obediently showed his back. Apart from his steady breathing, he didn't say a single word.
Thump... thump...
She wet the bath sponge and gently lathered up the foam. Then she carefully moved it towards his warm skin. "If I touch your wound, tell me right away."
"Okay."
He lowered his eyelids. After just a few seconds, he quickly turned around and grabbed her wrist. With a half - smile, he said, "I still think it's better face to face."
"Ah!" Shen Ximan was startled by his sudden move and couldn't help crying out. Her eyes were wide open in surprise, and she was speechless.
Especially her face, which was burning hot.
"You!"
"What's this scar from?" Bo Jingyu spotted the scar on her side face. His playful smile disappeared, and he asked seriously.
She averted her eyes. "It's none of your business."
Although she was nominally his wife, they weren't really familiar with each other. There was no need to tell him everything.
She didn't want to give him any leverage and be criticized.
The foam on Shen Ximan's hand slid onto his. Their close postures were extremely ambiguous and embarrassing. No matter how she struggled, she couldn't break free. Instead, she felt his grip on her wrist getting tighter.
"Quite a temper, aren't you?"
Bo Jingyu deliberately leaned closer and took a good look at her.
Her big eyes were like stars, and her thick, long eyelashes fluttered like a small fan. Especially her cherry - like lips, which were breathing heavily due to nervousness, made one inexplicably want to kiss them and taste the sweetness.
Knock, knock, knock. The bedroom door was knocked on.
"Second Young Master, I've come to bring you and the Young Mistress' change of clothes."
The maid opened the door without permission and rushed in. As soon as she looked up and saw the half - open bathroom door, her expressionless face instantly turned bright red.
"S - sorry! I'm disturbing you!"
She quickly put the clothes on the cabinet outside the door and fled.
Bo Jingyu squinted his eyes and murmured softly, "Sending someone to monitor me? Oh, their thoughts are really meticulous."
"Who?" Shen Ximan asked curiously.
He glanced at her and let go of her wrist. "It's none of your business. Go on and do what you should do."
If it weren't for his presence, she really wanted to roll her eyes.
His face, which had shown a bit of a smile just a moment ago, turned as cold as an iceberg the next second. It was so cold that it made people shiver.
"Why are you so fierce? I'm not your hired maid." Shen Ximan pouted unhappily and threw the bath sponge at him.
Bang!
Bo Jingyu pushed her and then propped his arm above her head. His eyes were sharp and domineering as he said, "Mind your identity and your tone when talking to me. Do you know where this is?"
"… It was you who had a bad attitude first."
Shen Ximan boldly murmured a few words. Before she could finish, she felt a cold and soft touch on her face. It was his lips.
"I see you have a lot of grievances. Keep talking?"
There was a hint of danger in his tone, like a thorny tentacle reaching out from a swamp. One careless move and it would cut through the skin.
"It's really like this. It's a mutually beneficial thing. Why do you have to act so high - and - mighty... Mmm?!" Shen Ximan's mind went blank.
She had been kissed forcefully!
Bo Jingyu had a strong sense of conquest, whether it was for himself or others. He would never let go of anything that could be used. Even if it was a deal, even if someone would hate him afterwards, he didn't care.
Just as he wanted to explore further, his wound started to throb faintly, and there seemed to be a warm current slowly flowing down.
Shen Ximan took the opportunity to push him away hard. "Rogue!"
He weakly leaned against the bathtub and sneered. "You're my nominal woman. It's legal for me to do whatever I want."
She originally wanted to scold him a few more times, but when she saw his torn - open wound, all her anger vanished instantly.
"I'll go get the first - aid kit!"
After treating the wound, the two of them acted as if nothing had happened. One slept on the big bed, and the other slept on the sofa. The whole atmosphere was extremely quiet.
The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Shen Ximan couldn't fall asleep anymore.
Normally at this time, she would be getting up early in the Shen family to make breakfast. Her step - mother and elder sister never allowed her to eat at the table with them, so she had to finish everything before they woke up.
Her biological clock was set, and she couldn't sleep soundly even if she wanted to. So she simply put on a coat and tiptoed out of the bedroom.
The moment she closed the door, Bo Jingyu opened his eyes.
For some reason, Shen Ximan always felt that someone was staring at her, especially when she came downstairs. There wasn't a single maid around, and it was as quiet as a deserted area.
"Good morning, Second Young Mistress."
Shen Ximan was startled. Fortunately, she controlled her expression well, or she would have really made a fool of herself in front of others.
"Good morning. Who are you?"
"I'm the supervisor in charge of the maids on this floor. Do you need any help?" This woman, who looked to be in her forties, had very elegant manners and speech.
Most importantly, she had always been respectful to Shen Ximan and treated her without any discrimination.
"I'm looking for the kitchen. I'm not very familiar with the layout here. I seem to be a bit lost." She confessed honestly.
"I'll send a maid to deliver breakfast to the Second Young Master's room. Please go back and wait. It won't take long."
"Okay. Thank you."
Shen Ximan was really flattered. Although there were many maids in the Shen family, they were all gossiping women who loved to stir up trouble.
She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. As expected of a wealthy family, even the maids were so well - trained. It seemed that getting married into this family wasn't such a bad thing after all.
"Forgive me for being outspoken, but you'd better not go out of your room so easily dressed like this in the future. There are other people living in the villa. It's not very proper." After saying that, the supervisor bowed and quickly turned around to prepare breakfast.
She looked at her pajamas and sleep pants and scratched the back of her head awkwardly. "Indeed... I forgot to change. I was too careless."