Qin Chuan followed Wen Yaxin upstairs.

As soon as they entered the door, Wen Yaxin took off her crystal high heels and walked barefoot on the floor.

Qin Chuan obediently changed into a pair of slippers.

"Coke or beer?" Wen Yaxin opened the refrigerator and asked, glancing back.

"Do you have water?"

Qin Chuan was so thirsty, he felt like his throat was on fire.

"Tap water." Wen Yaxin laughed.

"Then Coke, please."

Qin Chuan wasn't fond of the taste of disinfectant, so after thinking it over, he opted for a can of Coke.

With a pop, Wen Yaxin opened a can of Coke, guzzled down half, closed the fridge door, and handed the can she'd drunk from to Qin Chuan.

"There's only one can left, and I have to drive later, can't drink beer, hope you don't mind," Wen Yaxin said with a playful smile.

Qin Chuan was left speechless by her words.

This must have been intentional.

But he was too thirsty to bother arguing.

Qin Chuan took the Coke and began drinking.

Watching him drink it down without a second thought, Wen Yaxin's lips curled into a meaningful smile.

"I'm soaked; I need to take a shower." Wen Yaxin left Qin Chuan and walked into the bedroom.

"Go ahead, I'm heading home."

Qin Chuan felt too lazy to wait and decided to hail a cab home.

Now that he had some extra cash, he planned to learn to drive and then buy a car for commuting.

This way, he and Ye Wenxi wouldn't have to squeeze onto the bus for school anymore, and having a car would be more convenient.

Qin Chuan thought to himself.

"No way! You have to wait for me!"

Seeing that he was about to leave, Wen Yaxin rushed to the door, using her long, well-proportioned legs to block Qin Chuan's path.

"Alright, alright, just hurry up," Qin Chuan urged impatiently.

He, too, was sticky and uncomfortable.

"Don't sneak off while I'm showering, or you'll be a puppy," Wen Yaxin pouted and warned.

Qin Chuan rolled his eyes and sat down on the sofa.

Seeing this, Wen Yaxin happily ran off to shower.

Water flowed...

Soon, the sound of running water came from the direction of the bathroom.

Before long, the water stopped, and the bathroom door slowly opened, with a head peeking out: "Qin Chuan, could you grab me the towel? It's on the bed, I forgot it."

"Such trouble."

Qin Chuan grumbled and then walked over, annoyed.

"The room at the end of the hallway is mine, the towel is on the bed, and could you bring over the underwear on it too, thanks," Wen Yaxin smiled.

Whether it was from the steam or something else, her face was blushing.

Along with the fresh post-shower look and droplets on her skin, she resembled a lotus freshly out of the water.

Qin Chuan wasn't in the mood to appreciate it, only feeling an inexplicable heat inside.

Quickly, he arrived in Wen Yaxin's room.

The room's decor was simple.

A tatami mat, a desk, a wardrobe, and overall beige tones, simple yet stylish.

Qin Chuan glanced at the tatami where Wen Yaxin slept.

A beige towel was on it, and on the towel was a bright red lace one-piece lingerie set.

It didn't look like regular underwear.

It seemed more like seductive lingerie.

"Can you really wear this out?"

Qin Chuan was puzzled but also respectful, after all, it's about the freedom to dress.

He then rolled the lace lingerie in the towel and left Wen Yaxin's room.

"Here..."

Qin Chuan looked away, hand extended, handing over the towel with the lingerie.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yaxin swung the door open and grabbed his wrist.

Caught off guard, Qin Chuan was pulled into the bathroom.

"What the..."

Just as Qin Chuan was about to speak, there was a swoosh, and the showerhead in Wen Yaxin's hand sprayed a burst of dense water droplets, drenching him completely.

Already inexplicably restless, Qin Chuan was now quite furious.

"Have you lost it?"

Qin Chuan glared at her, wide-eyed.

It took him two seconds to realize that Wen Yaxin was now completely naked!

Her perfect figure was on full display.

Pale cheeks, alluring eyes, a white swan's neck, and perky breasts.

Below a flat stomach, a small patch of sparse hair, shaped in a downward triangle.

The shape seemed groomed.

This added an extra sense of mystery to the already private area.

And beneath that mystery were those supernaturally long legs.

Long, evenly proportioned, fair, and delicately smooth with no extra flesh in sight.

Usually, when she wore short skirts and shorts, it was impossible to see the whole view.

Now seeing it all, Qin Chuan finally realized the extraordinary nature of those legs.

With a pair of stockings on them, these legs alone could keep someone interested for years.

Below those long legs were white, tender feet, adorned with crystal-like, dazzling silver nail polish, sparkling under the bathroom lights, adding a youthful and lively vibe to their sensuality.

Taking all this in, Qin Chuan felt the heat inside him grow stronger.

Chanting 'respect others' privacy' several times in his mind, he quickly turned his head away.

"You've seen it all, now you're pretending to be proper, is that necessary?"

Wen Yaxin mocked and then continued showering openly as if no one were there in front of Qin Chuan.

All the while showering, she moved closer to him.

Eventually, her whole body was almost pressed against Qin Chuan.

The water flowed along her curves, dripping onto Qin Chuan.

Making his already drenched clothes cling to him.

Qin Chuan wanted to leave, but the heat inside seemed to anchor his legs.

"You're already drenched, take them off and shower together."

Wen Yaxin took the initiative to suggest.

Qin Chuan frowned, for some reason, the words hanging on his lips couldn't come out.

Even though he'd drunk most of the can of Coke, he still felt parched.

He glanced at Wen Yaxin's blush and moist lips, and the more he looked, the harder it was to quell the heat inside.

Seeing no response from him, Wen Yaxin started helping him undress.

She lifted his T-shirt and helped him take it off thoughtfully.

Strangely, Qin Chuan didn't object, even matching her movements.

Soon, Qin Chuan stood shirtless before her.

Seeing Qin Chuan's bronze skin and the captivating eight-pack abs on his waist, Wen Yaxin instinctively licked her moist lips, her eyes gradually turning dreamy.

She couldn't resist touching those well-defined abs, and then pressed herself against Qin Chuan's chest.

With her full perky breasts, she teased Qin Chuan.

Already restless, Qin Chuan couldn't resist this provocation, grabbing her waist tightly.

"Mmm~~~"

Wen Yaxin's body trembled, lifting her misty almond eyes, she said teasingly: "I thought you weren't interested in me?"

"Cut the crap!"

Qin Chuan suddenly turned assertive, his thick lips invading Wen Yaxin's small mouth.

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