Tong Sui thought that once this world opened up such a gap, it would be uncontrollable afterward. He felt a bit hesitant.
Jiang Hua arranged his clothes and hugged him, saying, “Can we just sleep together without doing anything?”
Jiang Hua should not be lying.
Tong Sui didn’t want to rush things, but during this period, he had to sleep alone. Each time he woke up, he felt uncomfortable all over, and being able to return to Jiang Hua’s side to sleep felt like a little sparrow returning to its nest.
Tong Sui nodded, “But I haven’t taken a shower yet. How about I wash up first and then come back?”
Jiang Hua replied, “There’s a bathroom in the room.”
“Okay then.”
Tong Sui took the shirt he had previously worn and washed, which was now clean and aired out.
He entered the bathroom.
Last night, feeling guilty, he came so hastily that he didn’t have time to look around carefully.
The master bedroom’s bathroom was larger than his, featuring not just a shower area but also a spacious bathtub.
Naturally, Tong Sui wouldn’t use such personal items without permission.
He simply rinsed himself off in the shower.
After washing up and changing back into the loose white shirt, he found the length of the hem light and airy.
Tong Sui looked at his reflection with damp hair.
He couldn’t recall when Jiang Hua had taken off his glasses. His lips were somewhat red, and the hot water had revealed various marks on his neck and body.
Everything seemed to be happening too quickly. How could Jiang Hua kiss him so skillfully?
He showed no signs of being a novice.
Tong Sui told the system, “Jiang Hua’s ability to learn without a teacher is too strong.”
System: [……]
Is there a possibility that he had secretly practiced many times without you knowing?
After Tong Sui finished his shower, he walked out with a towel wrapped around his head.
There were also a few droplets of water on his eyelashes.
Jiang Hua took the hairdryer out from the bedside table. “Let me help you dry it.”
Tong Sui obediently sat down with his back to Jiang Hua, the damp towel draped over his shoulders.
Jiang Hua switched on the hairdryer.
The warm air blew gently across his wet hair, and the droplets at the tips were blown away as Jiang Hua’s hand gently moved through his strands.
His motions weren’t very practiced, occasionally brushing against Tong Sui’s ear or the back of his neck.
The humid air was slowly dried, and Tong Sui’s hair felt fluffy and soft, with a faint fragrance.
Jiang Hua leaned in and took a deep breath.
Even using the same shampoo, it somehow had a completely different scent on Tong Sui.
Tong Sui touched his hair and turned to Jiang Hua, saying, “It’s already dry. You should go take a shower.”
“Alright.”
Jiang Hua put down the hairdryer. The obedient Tong Sui after his shower was irresistible, and he couldn’t help but kiss the corner of his lips.
He took out a pajama set from the wardrobe and walked into the bathroom.
Tong Sui leaned against the headboard waiting for him.
He initially wanted to wait for Jiang Hua to finish showering so they could sleep again together, but after waiting for over twenty minutes with no sign of Jiang Hua, he felt impatience rising.
“Is he taking that long to shower…?”
After a whole day of experiments and being worn out by Jiang Hua, he was already very sleepy.
By the time Jiang Hua emerged from the steam-laden bathroom, Tong Sui was already asleep on the bed.
In the empty room, only Tong Sui’s even breathing could be heard; he slept very obediently and hardly moved.
Jiang Hua walked over.
This feeling was magical, like the moon high up in the sky suddenly rushing towards him.
It became his exclusive moon.
He lay down gently and held Tong Sui in his arms.
“Good night, Xiao Sui.”
A silent kiss fell on his neck.
The next morning, Tong Sui awoke gradually, feeling the warmth beside him. He panicked and opened his eyes, and after seeing Jiang Hua next to him, he let out a sigh of relief.
He was so scared he almost mistook Jiang Hua for a zombie.
Tong Sui still felt a bit uncomfortable about sharing a bed, but surprisingly, he had slept well last night and didn’t feel any discomfort in his body.
However, recalling what happened the previous night made Tong Sui’s face feel warm.
Jiang Hua was lying with his eyes closed, seemingly still asleep.
Tong Sui’s gaze fell on the pillow, where he collected a few strands of stray hair. However, there weren’t many, and he couldn’t help but glance at Jiang Hua’s thick hair.
It clearly didn’t appear to be in any risk of falling out.
He thought it shouldn’t be a problem to pull a few down…
With that thought, he stretched out his daring hand.
He gently tugged on a few strands and glanced over to make sure Jiang Hua showed no signs of waking up.
Phew.
Tong Sui let out a breath of relief.
Doing this repeatedly wasn’t the solution; next time he planned to bring sampling tubes and swabs from the lab.
Holding the few strands of hair he had painstakingly collected, Tong Sui quietly slipped out of bed and closed the door behind him.
The previously sleeping Jiang Hua opened his eyes.
There was clarity in his gaze.
He had seen all of Tong Sui’s actions. What was he doing with his hair?
But no matter what Tong Sui was up to, as long as he didn’t want Jiang Hua to know, he would act as if totally unaware.
Upon returning to the research institute, Tong Sui first checked yesterday’s experimental results.
As expected, it had failed.
The original work omitted all specific theories regarding this, so even knowing the antidote was with Jiang Hua, he still needed research time.
He disposed of yesterday’s samples and cleaned up.
At that moment, footsteps echoed in the hallway.
A tall figure walked ahead, accompanied by the obsequious Xie Guohong. “Director Lou, you really don’t need to come in person. You can just call me if there’s anything.”