Lin Zhiyi staggered for a moment, and by the time she wanted to close the door, Gong Chen had already entered.
Hearing the door shut, she regained her senses and blocked Gong Chen.
"I have a standard king room, there’s no space for you to sleep."
"It’s not the first time we’ve slept together."
Gong Chen nonchalantly moved Lin Zhiyi’s arm aside and walked into the room.
Lin Zhiyi felt her cheeks heat up, suddenly remembering her clothes scattered on the bed, she hurriedly ran over and haphazardly covered them with a quilt.
Pressing down on the quilt, she pointed around, "Uncle, as you can see, the standard room is quite simple; you should go back, a soft bed awaits you."
"A soft bed? Thoughtful of you."
Gong Chen leaned against the TV cabinet, hands in his pockets, his tone indifferent.
Lin Zhiyi clenched the quilt beneath her, raising her hand towards the door, "Uncle, I won’t see you out."
The atmosphere in the room stalled for a moment, and the next second, the foot of the bed dipped, making a hissing friction sound.
Lin Zhiyi looked up, a searing breath rushing towards her.
The man’s knees pressed against the mattress, leaning forward slightly.
As Lin Zhiyi braced herself to dodge, it was already too late, her hands were grabbed and pinned near her ears.
His face was inches away from hers, she carefully dodged, but he, like the best hunter, always anticipated her movements, closing in step by step.
Ultimately, Lin Zhiyi had nowhere to retreat and could only look at him.
The warm light from the bedside lamp poured down, his eyes deep like ink, impenetrable by any light.
Seeing the red marks on her wrists, the man’s grip loosened slightly.
"Should you bathe first... or should I?" Gong Chen spoke, restraining himself.
"..."
Lin Zhiyi was stunned, taking a few seconds to comprehend his implication.
In her panic, she noticed what she hadn’t hidden well under Gong Chen’s knees.
The sheer model Liu He had bought her, claiming it looked like wearing nothing.
Indeed, it looked like wearing nothing because it was just a layer of soft mesh.
Gong Chen, noticing Lin Zhiyi’s gaze, glanced down, his expression shifting.
He closed his eyes briefly, then loosened his grip, allowing her to prop herself up.
"I’ll bathe first."
Not until she heard the sound of rushing water did Lin Zhiyi come to her senses.
What on earth was he trying to do?
Without time to ponder, she hastily stuffed the clothes from the bed into her suitcase.
Then she sat at the foot of the bed, somewhat at a loss.
In the bathroom.
As Gong Chen unbuttoned his shirt, Chen Jin’s text popped up on his phone.
"Someone went there."
It was supposed to be about the people who lost track of Lin Zhiyi at the night market.
Gong Chen closed his phone, took off his clothes, and stood under the shower, letting the warm water wash over his body.
Outside the door.
Lin Zhiyi felt inexplicably uneasy.
At that moment, the bathroom door cracked open, steam billowing out, shrouding everything in mist.
The man’s deep voice came through, "Lin Zhiyi, hand me the bathrobe from the cabinet."
Lin Zhiyi hesitated for a few seconds, then turned away, "Get it yourself."
"Wear nothing or hand it to me."
Gong Chen’s tone was not one of choice, but of indisputable demand.
Lin Zhiyi didn’t move.
Suddenly, the bathroom door behind her opened.
Even though she was a bed’s distance away, she could feel waves of heat hitting her back, as if he was getting closer.
"I’ll get it!"
Lin Zhiyi quickly got up, opened the cabinet, took out the bathrobe, and handed it to the bathroom door.
Gong Chen reached out through the door gap, but instead of taking the bathrobe, he grabbed her hand and pulled her into the bathroom.
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