Chapter 49

Just as Zhou Bai was cursing the feudal superstition in his mind, Jian Ci came knocking on the door to his room. “Mr. Zhou, are you taking a shower first? Or shall I go first?”

“You can go ahead and take a shower first.”

“Okay.”

When Jian Ci walked out after his shower, his hair was still wet, but it was pitch-black right in front of his eyes.

He softly cried out in surprise and heard a door opening afterwards.

“Mr. Zhou?”

“There’s a trip.”

“Oh.”

The infrared ceiling heater in the bathroom was glowing, and as Jian Ci walked out of the bathroom, he suddenly entered into darkness. As he walked forward with his vision blacked-out, he first knocked into the table, before bumping into a person.

“Don’t move, close your eyes and let it adapt.”

“Mm…” Jian Ci responded, subconsciously holding the person in front of him.

Zhou Bai kept his hand around Jian Ci’s waist, feeling the smooth flesh between the seams of his pyjamas pants and hems of his top, still coated with hints of moisture. Images of that slim waist instantly filled Zhou Bai’s mind, like it was plastered on his retina; as if his fingers had magnets on them, attracted and stuck onto Jian Ci’s skin. Between his breaths, the clean and fresh scents of a post-shower evaded Zhou Bai’s nose, making him feel dizzy.

Using all his self-control, Zhou Bai managed to tear himself away from Jian Ci just a little, but before he could remove his hands, a soft body suddenly landed itself gently on his chin.

Zhou Bai was stupefied.