Chapter 263 Not wearing it is fine
Yu Chen looked at her for two seconds without saying anything and then left.
Su Wuli stood in the bathroom, listening to the sound of the wardrobe door opening outside.
After a moment of silence, Su Wuli thought he couldn't find him and was about to say something.
Yu Chen walked back, carrying a piece of clothing in his hand.
To be precise, it's a skirt.
Slip-on nightgown.
She blushed slightly and asked softly, "Who told you to take this...?"
"Not this one? I remember it being this one." His voice still sounded damp from his shower.
Su Wuli opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.
That's true, but...
Su Wuli glanced at the man in front of her who was only covering his lower body with a bath towel.
The only option was to compromise: "Turn around."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Chen raised an eyebrow slightly.
Although nothing was said, Su Wuli felt that everything had been said.
He couldn't help but recall what Wen Yan had just said.
I gritted my teeth, but it still didn't work.
She couldn't bring herself to change clothes naked in front of Yu Chen.
Putting aside her own shyness, the way he looked at her always made her feel like she couldn't escape.
Yu Chen didn't say anything, and slowly turned around.
Seeing this, Su Wuli quickly untied the bath towel.
They were completely unaware that the bathroom mirror reflected everything.
She simply slipped on her slip dress.
Because Yu Chen only took this one item.
The fabric is very smooth and drapes down the skin.
She looked down at herself; the silk fabric clung to the curves of her body, the hem just covering the top of her thighs.
The fabric on her chest was so thin it looked like it was covered in a layer of mist; it didn't cover much, yet it revealed a little bit of everything.
There were no bras, no panties, just this one.
She reached out and opened the door.
Almost the instant she finished tidying up, Yu Chen turned around.
Su Wuli was taken aback when she met his gaze. How could this be such a coincidence?
His gaze fell on her, on the thin straps that slid down to her shoulders, and on the silhouette outlined by the thin silk beneath her collarbone.
Then there's the slit in the skirt that's partially hidden on the side of the thigh.
Su Wuli's legs were very white, dazzlingly white under the bathroom light.
Yu Chen's gaze lingered there for a moment.
"It's getting cold." Su Wuli noticed the man's gaze, pinched the hem of her skirt and pulled it down a bit, but it didn't cover anything at all.
She continued, "It'll be cold wearing this."
Yu Chen didn't reply, but took a step forward, getting closer to her.
She was so close that she could smell the same scent of his shower gel as hers.
He lowered his head, his lips close to his ear.
"I like seeing you in this." He then added in a negotiable tone, "You don't have to wear it either."
Upon hearing this, Su Wuli took a step back and quickly walked out of the bathroom.
I walked to the bedside, lifted the blanket, and crawled in, pulling the blanket up to my chin, wrapping myself up tightly.
She turned her head to look in the direction of the bathroom, only to see him close the door.
The sound of running water came from the bathroom.
Su Wuli lay in bed, her face flushed.
Suddenly my phone rang; it was on the bedside table.
Su Wuli Cong got out of bed.
I saw my phone on the bedside table; it was showing a low battery warning.
She remembered leaving her bag in the entryway and not knowing when her phone had been brought in.
The sound of water continued in the bathroom, and Su Wuli glanced at the bathroom.
He must have brought it in when he went out to get his pajamas.
Su Wuli reached out from under the covers to her phone and plugged the charging cable into the port.
I can only look at my phone while lying on my side.
She subconsciously clicked on Weibo, and the trending topics were full of screenshots from tonight's variety show.
She clicked through the screenshots one by one, and many netizens even photoshopped the images for them.
It looks as high-end as a TV drama promotional poster.
The charging cable wasn't long enough, so she lay on her side, awkwardly holding her phone towards the bedside table.
His neck was crooked, and his shoulders were crooked too.
The charging cable was taut and pressing against the charging port, forcing her to move half an inch closer to the edge of the bed.
The posture became even more awkward.
Just as she was about to change position, a warm chest suddenly pressed against her back.
The cotton fabric of her T-shirt felt soft against the skin of her shoulder blades, carrying the scent of shower gel.
His arm slipped behind her neck and rested under it, while his other hand gently pulled her back into his embrace.
His vertebrae nestled one by one into the curve of his chest, like two puzzle pieces finally fitting together.
"Feeling better?" His voice came from above, carrying the dampness of a recent shower.
"Mmm." She nodded, her muscles relaxing.
The man chuckled softly, sending a shiver down her spine.
His other hand reached out from her side, touched her hand holding the phone, and then pulled the phone away from her palm.
While Su Wuli was still in a daze, the phone was already firmly held between his fingers.
The screen was facing her, at just the right angle, neither too high nor too low.
She no longer needs to hold up her phone or tilt her head.
You don't have to do anything, just lean against him and swipe your fingers on the screen.
A deep, resonant voice came from above, "Are you satisfied?"
Upon hearing this, Su Wuli stopped pointing, looking somewhat puzzled.
The next second, Yu Chen added, "The services of the sugar daddy."
He speaks very slowly.
The heat from his shower hadn't dissipated yet, seeping through his skin and slowly warming her back.
Su Wuli's hand froze on the screen for a moment before she withdrew it.
He was still holding the phone in his hand, the light from the screen illuminating the overlapping shadows of the two people.
"The bathing service..." His lips brushed against the top of her head, "Are you satisfied?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Su Wuli turned her head away from his embrace and looked up at him.
From her angle, all she could see was his chin.
She blinked, her thick eyelashes brushing against his jawline.
With a hint of surprise, she asked, "How could you...?"
His words just now clearly indicate that he already knows what "sugar daddy" means.
"Your world is wonderful," he said slowly. "You can know anything online."
Hearing his unhurried tone, Su Wuli turned around and snuggled into his arms.
His nose brushed against the cotton fabric of his T-shirt, and a muffled sound came from his chest.
"I was just saying it offhand, it's not true."
He slowly moved his hand up her neck, pressing his fingertips against the indentation below her occipital bone and gently massaging it.
She nestled into his arms, burying her face even deeper.
The ears were noticeably red, burning from the auricle all the way to the earlobe.
Even the skin on his chest was burning hot.
"Mm," he replied.
Su Wuli didn't know what he meant by that response.
The warm hand then drew circles on the back of her neck, with very light pressure, as if soothing some small animal.
Yu Chen neither said he believed her nor that he didn't; he simply rubbed the back of her neck.
She buried her face in his arms for a long time.
I don't know when he put his phone on the bedside table.
She only vaguely heard a faint sound, like something gently falling on the wooden surface.
Then, the bedside lamp was turned off.
In the darkness, all she could feel was the sensation of his fingers circling the back of her neck.
The roughness of my fingertips sent a tingling sensation through her skin.
A tingling sensation traveled down the back of my neck and down my spine.
Su Wuli's fingers slid down the fabric at his waist, finding nowhere to go, so she grabbed a small piece of cloth.
"Sugar daddy..." Yu Chen's lips touched the top of her head, his breath brushing against her scalp.