Surprisingly, she didn’t say anything, just turned and went into the bathroom.

He paused flipping the pages, raising an eyebrow slightly.

Is she being so honest today?

— Sheng Xia was quiet, which meant she must be up to something.

Just as this somewhat amusing thought arose in his mind, Feng Yan noticed the mischievous glint in her eyes before she closed the door, a hint of something strange and stable. Without thinking, he knew she must have some mischief in mind.

Sure enough, before he could flip through a few more pages, he heard Sheng Xia’s voice from inside the bathroom, “Honey, the bathtub’s rotating switch is so complicated, I don’t know how to turn it on~”

She deliberately softened her voice, sounding coy and shy at first listen, but upon closer inspection, one could hear the hidden excitement in her drawn-out tones.

He remained silent for a few seconds, but in the end, following her lead, he got up and walked over, pushing open the bathroom door.

The equipment in the tree house was designed to be close to the original tree style, even the bathtub was made in the shape of a wooden barrel. Sheng Xia was hiding inside it, only her head poking out over the edge of the barrel, happily waving at him.

For a moment, it almost seemed like a cat hiding in a box, in extremely good spirits, wagging its tail at people.

Amused by his own imagination, Feng Yan’s thin lips curled slightly. He walked over calmly and asked, “What’s the problem?”

“You see, there are three rotating switches here, and they’re all different shapes. How am I supposed to know which one is for the hot water?”

As Feng Yan approached the wooden barrel, Sheng Xia confidently pointed at the tree root-shaped faucet, but as she turned her head, her finger seemed to accidentally flick one of the faucets, causing water to spray out instantly.

Although he promptly noticed her little trick and leaned in to shut off the faucet, the warm water still inevitably soaked Feng Yan’s clothes.

He was only wearing a thin white shirt, which naturally tightened as it got wet, outlining his abdominal muscles, and even the lower part got a little damp.

Meeting his lowered gaze, which was trying to catch her by the hem of his shirt, Sheng Xia couldn’t help but innocently blink, her brows and eyes looking soft and pitiful: “Oh no, how did your clothes get wet? I didn’t mean to, honey, you’re not angry, are you?”

Even though her restless little actions were discovered, she didn’t retreat. Instead, she boldly reached out to pull closer, pretending to be distressed and saying, “Let me help you dry off, I’ll feel sorry if you catch a cold.”

Seeing her pretending to make a move, Feng Yan gently grabbed her hand to stop her from moving.

Then, as Sheng Xia looked slightly disappointed, he raised his other hand, took the towel placed nearby, and handed it to her with a faint smile, “This is more convenient, Xia xia.”

Unexpectedly, always trying to coax her gently, she took the initiative this time. Sheng Xia couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows slightly, meeting his seemingly calm black eyes.

Unlike the night when he was hot after taking a bath, at this moment, his demeanor was calm and noble, yet still cold and unapproachable, seeming unattainable.

However, his slightly damp shirt and the disheveled collar revealed a kind of conquerable and forbidden desire.

Hmm, this look is not bad either.

Sheng Xia eyes;of course, it wasn’t to dry him, but purely to tease the always calm and self-controlled man in front of her, revealing another side of her interest, unable to resist the urge to play a little prank.

So even though she was holding a towel, she was only dabbing it on him intermittently, her slender and delicate fingers intentionally or unintentionally touching the wet; area on him.

She was playing too seriously, so much so that she didn’t notice the surroundings were too quiet.

“Is the dog man some kind of model for male virtue? Why is he so guarded?”

“Honey~”

So she poked her head out from under the covers, pretended nothing was wrong, and kicked the line separating them, then deliberately snuggled closer to him, saying, “You’re so far away, what if you fall off?”

Feng Yan moved calmly to the edge of the bed again, and said calmly, “I won’t.”

“What if? I don’t sleep well, what if I accidentally kick you and you fall off the bed?” The more he avoided her, the more Sheng Xia chased after him, her tone soft and shy, “I feel embarrassed just thinking about it.”

As if unaware of how straight and obedient she was when she slept, Feng Yan just casually asked, “So what do you mean, Xia Xia?”

Sheng Xia suddenly leaned in, resting her chin in his outstretched hand, innocently and cutely blinking her eyes, “What do I mean—don’t you really know, honey?”

It was as if the sound of the wind had stopped, and the bathroom was so quiet that only someone’s faint breathing could be heard, as well as the sound of shirt fabric rubbing.

Just as Sheng Xia began to feel something was wrong, her gaze gradually lifted, following the perfect line of his jaw, meeting his gaze that fell from a high place; deep and profound.

As the air; grew heavy, the bathroom; space seemed to become cramped, and the man exuded a deep-sea-like; sense of oppression all over his body.

As if his dark eyes revealed emotions, dark, dangerous, suffocating.

From this angle, Sheng Xia could clearly see the man’s lowered; eyelashes, the light gradually obscured emotions in his eyes, making it impossible to perceive his thoughts.

However, before Sheng Xia could withdraw her hand this time, Feng Yan took the initiative to step back, nodding slightly expressionless: “You’ve worked hard, Xia Xia, you’ve almost finished wiping. Since you already know how to use it, take a bath first and don’t catch a cold.”

Sheng Xia: ?

Seeing the man really turning away, she narrowed her eyes slightly, the subtle emotions she had just felt were instantly discarded, and she felt a little left out; unhappy.

And this strange; discontent, reached its peak when both had taken a shower and were preparing to go to bed. Watching Feng Yan use pillows to separate the two sides of the bed, he conscientiously kept his distance from her, reaching the pinnacle of his self-control.