Chapter 18: I Can Satisfy You

She sat there, lost in thought, for half an hour.

Qiu Yixun cast aside his past thoughts, got up and went to the bathroom to get a warm, damp towel. He carefully wiped Zhuang Jianxi ‘s face and hands clean.

During this time, he noticed the sleeping girl’s eyelashes fluttering, her body slightly tense.

Qiu Yixun paused, his knowing gaze fell on Zhuang Jianxi ‘s face. He straightened up and said softly, “Awake? Do you want something to eat?”

Zhuang Jianxi slowly opened her eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Qiu Yixun asked Song Butler to reheat a bowl of ginger soup. After Zhuang Jianxi drank it, her cheeks flushed a little, but she was still listless.

Qiu Yixun thought that her clothes were sticky and she probably wasn’t comfortable sleeping, so he picked her up from the bed again and went straight into the bathroom.

Zhuang Jianxi was exhausted and had no strength to resist. After entering the bathroom, she was still dazed and out of it.

It wasn’t until Qiu Yixun ‘s hand touched the zipper on the side of her skirt that she came to her senses and quickly shrunk back, clutching her clothes.

Qiu Yixun filled the bathtub with hot water and looked at her, saying truthfully, “Do you want to wash yourself or should I help you?”

Zhuang Jianxi quickly said, “I… I’ll wash myself!”

Qiu Yixun raised an eyebrow, looking at her as she leaned against the wall, boneless. If he hadn’t been supporting her with his other hand, she would have slid down.

“Can you wash yourself?”

Zhuang Jianxi nodded insistently.

Qiu Yixun nodded and poured a lot of fresh rose petals into the bathtub until they floated on the surface.

“Then take off your clothes and get in the bath.” He said, then walked out of the bathroom and closed the door.

Zhuang Jianxi saw him leave and calmed down. She started to undress. After a day of running around, covered in sweat, blood, and water, she was indeed sticky and uncomfortable.

There was a shallow cut on the palm of her right hand, which she had accidentally injured when she slashed Qiu Yixun with a knife. It hurt to move, let alone touch water.

She struggled to take off her clothes and sit in the bathtub. Her whole body went limp. She was weak, but her face quickly gained some color from the warm water.

This broken body, once it was exhausted, it would take a long time to recover.

When Qiu Yixun came in, he saw that she only had her head resting on the edge of the bathtub, her right hand palm resting on it, and everything below her collarbone was submerged in the crimson rose water. Her delicate face was shrouded in mist, her complexion like a peach blossom, her eyes as clear as autumn water.

Qiu Yixun’s eyes darkened, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and the heat in his body surged uncontrollably again.

But this time, he dared not make any transgressions, afraid of scaring her away again.

He put his clothes and towel on the rack, half-squatted down, and reached out to rub Zhuang Jianxi ‘s head, smiling and praising, “Good girl.”

Zhuang Jianxi slightly tilted her head, avoiding him in disdain. Her eyes became alert again.

“What are you doing here again?”

Qiu Yixun had also brought a small medicine box. He held her right hand, spread it out, and then used a cotton swab dipped in iodine to wipe the wound on the palm of her hand.

The blood had already dried, because her fingers had been curled up, and if you didn’t look closely, you wouldn’t know there was a wound there.

He had actually noticed it.

Zhuang Jianxi watched from the corner of her eye. He lowered his eyes, carefully cleaning it for her. His serious look was not as cold and stern as usual, but only gentle…

Qiu Yixun disinfected and medicated her wound, then wrapped it with a thick layer of gauze and waterproof film. He casually instructed, “Don’t use sharp objects in the future. Even if you do, hold them steady. Don’t kill a thousand enemies and injure yourself by five hundred.”

She only injured herself by fifty, but killing a thousand enemies was enough.

Zhuang Jianxi withdrew her hand calmly, resting it on the edge of the bathtub. She didn’t speak.

Zhuang Jianxi turned her face away, not wanting to pay any attention to him.

Qiu Yixun disliked her lack of reaction to him. He didn’t mind if she cursed or hit him, but he couldn’t stand being ignored.

He frowned and reached out to turn her face towards him, stubbornly asking again, “Did you hear me?”

Zhuang Jianxi glared at him, “Hear what?”

Qiu Yixun’s brows relaxed, “I said I wasn’t farting.”

“…”

Zhuang Jianxi didn’t want to see him, she pulled back her hand and was about to shoo him away when she noticed Qiu Yixun staring intently at her collarbone…

She looked down and saw that her body had unknowingly sat up a little, the water level had dropped, and the rose petals were clinging to her chest, revealing a glimpse of her alluring figure.

She quickly lay back down, filled with shame and anger, “You…”

Qiu Yixun coughed lightly, shifting his gaze away uncomfortably, his ears turning slightly red.

“I wasn’t looking on purpose.”

If he wasn’t looking on purpose, then she was purposely exposing herself?

Zhuang Jianxi took a deep breath, almost choking on her anger. Why were all the men she encountered lately so shameless?

The “flip-flop” guy from earlier had wanted to have sex with her in the wild, and she had smashed his head with a rock.

And this one, who she had slashed with a knife, she thought he had learned his lesson, but he was still such a scoundrel…

Zhuang Jianxi was furious with shame, she slapped the water at him with her other hand, “Get out, get out of here!”

Qiu Yixun was suddenly splashed with water on his face, his chest was soaked, and rose petals stuck to his face and hair, making him look a bit disheveled.

But he still said with good humor, “Don’t move, be careful of your right hand touching the water.”

Zhuang Jianxi said coldly, “Get out!”

“How can I help you wash your hair if I leave?”

“I don’t need your help.”

Qiu Yixun patiently said, “I won’t say anything, I won’t look, okay? The water is getting cold, it’s not good for your body to soak for too long.”

He ignored her objections and picked up the shower head next to her and began to wash her hair.

Zhuang Jianxi couldn’t resist, she could only turn her back to him in anger, remaining silent.

For a moment, in the steamy bathroom, neither of them spoke, only the sound of the water falling, quiet and harmonious.

Qiu Yixun had never served anyone like this before. He squeezed shampoo onto the girl’s round head and rubbed up the foam, but he seemed to have lost control of his strength.

Zhuang Jianxi’s scalp was scratched painfully, and her body kept tilting forward, she couldn’t help but scold, “Are you a bull? Can’t you use less force?”

The big hand on her head paused, Qiu Yixun murmured a low “uhm”, and his strength indeed lessened, his movements becoming gentle and careful.

Zhuang Jianxi lowered her eyes, a complex mix of emotions flowed through her heart, and the atmosphere became quiet again.

After washing her hair and drying it with a towel, Qiu Yixun was chased out, without even a thank you.

He could only return to his own master bedroom, re-dressed the wound on his abdomen, and changed out of his wet clothes.

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