Chapter 156: I Want You Too

Shen Yijue looked down at the little wolf dozing off and said, "Let's call him Zeus."

"The king of gods and men in ancient Greek mythology! That's a good one." Mo Qi's eyes lit up. She rubbed the little wolf's ears and said, "Little guy, how about you be called Zeus from now on?"

"Awooo." Zeus lifted its head comfortably, stretched out its tongue, and licked Mo Qi's wrist. It thoroughly enjoyed Mo Qi's affection, while the name Zeus meant nothing at all to it.

"Zeus, Zeus." Mo Qi was quite satisfied with the name. "You'll grow up to be the king of wolves someday, right?"

Zeus opened its sleepy eyes and tilted its head to look at Mo Qi. King of wolves?

"It's fine if you don't understand now; you'll understand later. Go to sleep."

Zeus looked at Mo Qi, obediently curled its body into a ball, and nestled into the crook of her arm to sleep.

Shen Yijue had finished applying the medicine. He put away the medicine bottle, turned back, and asked, "Do you want a sponge bath?"

"A sponge bath? You're going to help me?" Mo Qi mentally pictured the scene, and her cheeks turned instantly red. She rubbed her nose in slight embarrassment and said, "Forget it, I guess?"

Shen Yijue looked at her flushed face, a faint smile welling up in his eyes. "I'll go run the water; you can wash yourself. Just don't get the area where I just applied the medicine wet."

"Ah? Oh." Although they had lived together before, kissed, and held each other to sleep, they hadn't reached the point of being completely naked in front of each other.

Mo Qi had felt a bit shy when she imagined Shen Yijue giving her a sponge bath, but the reality that Shen Yijue had no intention of helping her washed over her with a tinge of disappointment.

After running the water, Shen Yijue came out while Mo Qi was still sitting on the bed.

"What's wrong?" Shen Yijue asked as he handed her a clean towel.

Mo Qi would never admit that she actually wanted Shen Yijue to help her wash.

"Nothing." She snatched the towel, jumped off the bed, and bolted into the bathroom as if fleeing.

The hotel bathroom was enclosed by frosted glass, allowing anyone standing outside to vaguely make out a blurred human silhouette.

When Shen Yijue was taking a shower earlier, Mo Qi had been completely zoned out and missed the chance to appreciate the scenery of a handsome man bathing. Now, their positions were reversed. Standing outside, Shen Yijue could see Mo Qi raise her arms and take off her T-shirt.

Her figure leaned toward the slender side, yet it wasn't all bones. Because she loved dancing, Mo Qi's body line possessed remarkable flexibility, curving smoothly down from her shoulders until it narrowed abruptly at her waist. It was as stunning and peerless as a red lotus blooming in the snow.

At an age full of vigor and vitality, with the woman he loved displaying her body so unguardedly right before him, Shen Yijue rubbed the bridge of his nose in helpless resignation. He stopped looking at the bathroom, turned around, and went to the small bar by the large bed to grab a goblet.

Just as Shen Yijue was about to pour a glass of red wine to calm his emotions, he remembered that Mo Qi didn't particularly like red wine. He glanced at the wine bottle and discovered it was just ordinary Great Wall dry red, instantly losing any desire to drink.

The sound of a towel splashing water drifted out of the bathroom, ringing in Shen Yijue's ears like a cat scratching, making his restraint excruciating.

Shen Yijue opened the small refrigerator beneath the bar, grabbed a can of beer, popped it open, and took two fierce gulps.

In the past, no matter how many women coquettishly flirted with him, he remained indifferent, even feeling disgusted if those women accidentally brushed against his shoulder. Yet now, merely a hazy silhouette and the sound of splashing water while washing were enough to reduce him to such a disheveled state.

What made him even more helpless was that this natural physiological reaction was completely uncontrollable by his brain. In fact, the more he tried to suppress it, the more of a secret excitement seemed to bubble up.

Shen Yijue took another fierce gulp of beer, lowered his head to gaze expressionlessly at the certain part of himself that had already pitched a tent, and seriously considered whether he should head to the empty room next door to take another cold shower to douse the fire.

Squatting beside the bathtub, Mo Qi listened to the doorway, which remained silent, and let out two dissatisfied hums. "How can his self-control be this good? I made such obvious noises, and he still hasn't reacted."

Mo Qi's eyes rolled, and a mischievous smile appeared on her face.

She stood up, intentionally walked over to the frosted glass wall of the bathroom, posed with the most alluring and exquisite curves, exaggeratedly raised her arms to scrub her body, and occasionally hummed a tune, saying, "Taking a bath feels so good."

The fingers holding the beer can tightened abruptly, and the can immediately dented inward from both sides. He did not turn back to look at the bathroom; otherwise, he would have realized that someone was deliberately trying to seduce him.

"He can still endure this?" With no reaction from the outside for a long time, Mo Qi resentfully kicked the frosted glass. She forgot about the shower gel bubbles left on the floor from her bath earlier. The moment she lifted her foot, she slipped, lost her balance, and fell backward abruptly.

"Damn it!"

A loud thud echoed from the bathroom. Shen Yijue frowned, set down the beer can, strode over, and pushed open the unlocked bathroom door.

One of Mo Qi's hands was hooked backward over the edge of the bathtub while the other propped up against the floor. She lay half-reclined in a bizarre posture, with one leg hoisted up.

Seeing Shen Yijue walk in, Mo Qi's entire face scrunched up into a bun instantly, and she looked at him pitifully, saying, "It hurts so much."

"You can manage to fall just by taking a sponge bath. Mo Qi, how are you such a talent?" Shen Yijue was torn between exasperation and heartache. He casually grabbed a bathrobe hanging by the bathroom door, walked over, draped it around Mo Qi, and half-carried her to her feet.

"The floor is so slippery. Are you blaming me?" Mo Qi pouted and retorted, "Clearly, it's because you used too much shower gel when you took a bath earlier and didn't rinse the floor clean, which is why I slipped."

Seeing that she could still talk back, Shen Yijue knew she hadn't truly hurt herself anywhere serious, and he couldn't help finding it a bit funny. "Mo Qi, you really are the most shameless person I've ever met, bar none."

"I'm speaking the truth, how am I being shameless?" Mo Qi let out a weak-sounding hum. "A real man dares to take responsibility for his actions."

Mo Qi puffed out her lips unhappily. Although she did indeed lose her footing because she hadn't stood steadily, wasn't she doing it to seduce Shen Yijue anyway? Otherwise, would she have fallen while sitting nicely on the edge of the tub to wash?

Such an unromantic man, I'm going to carve a little voodoo doll of you and flatten it! Mo Qi thought resentfully in her heart.

Watching her pouted lips, Shen Yijue let out a helpless sigh. "Mo Qi, when it comes to you, my self-control isn't as strong as you think. Don't tempt me anymore."

The last sentence sounded like a helpless sigh.

He was no saint; with the woman he loved displaying such alluring charm right before his eyes, he couldn't remain indifferent.

Mo Qi looked up at Shen Yijue.

His gaze at that moment was deep and distant, his pair of eyes resembling an endless swirling black hole, as if they would swallow her entire soul whole, leaving her with no escape.

The two gazed at each other, their eyes burning with intensity.

Mo Qi said, "Aren't the two of us dating? Why do you need to hold back?"

As she spoke, she reached out to caress Shen Yijue's peerlessly handsome face, stood on tiptoe, and pecked him lightly on the lips.

(I am powerless, keeping it clean.)

His gaze at that moment was deep and distant, his pair of eyes resembling an endless swirling black hole, as if they would swallow her entire soul whole, leaving her with no escape.

The two gazed at each other, their eyes burning with intensity.

Mo Qi said, "Aren't the two of us dating? Why do you need to hold back?"

As she spoke, she reached out to caress Shen Yijue's peerlessly handsome face, stood on tiptoe, and pecked him lightly on the lips.