That night, inside the villa.
Chen Mo's eyes lit up as he watched Xiao Yu walk out of the room.
Xiao Yu looked like a lotus rising from the water. Her clear, bashful eyes, fair cheeks tinged with a light blush, and skin beneath her nightgown, smooth as congealed cream and white jade. Her wet hair hung over her shoulders, carrying a different kind of temptation.
Seeing Chen Mo's gaze, Xiao Yu grew even more nervous. Her hands clutched and twisted the hem of her skirt as she slowly walked over and sat down on the sofa beside him.
"If you've looked enough, help me dry my hair." Xiao Yu bit her lip as she spoke.
"Sure." Chen Mo hurriedly found the hair dryer.
Her faint body fragrance drifted into Chen Mo's nose, making him burn even hotter. He was no saint; he had waited a long time for this day.
Wait? Eating fish again? Drying hair again? It felt strangely familiar! Chen Mo hurriedly set down the hair dryer and grabbed the phone beside him.
"My hair isn't dry yet." The somewhat nervous Xiao Yu spoke when the hair dryer stopped.
"A fall into the pit makes you wiser. I'll turn off my phone first." Chen Mo chuckled. Still not reassured after switching off his own phone, he casually turned off Xiao Yu's as well.
"There won't be any calls tonight." Chen Mo smiled, picked up the hair dryer, and continued drying Xiao Yu's hair.
Chen Mo's antics made Xiao Yu even more nervous. Her body remained tense, her bashful face turning even redder as she wondered what she was thinking about.
After Chen Mo put away the hair dryer, Xiao Yu did not dare look directly at him. She lowered her head, her fingers twisting together.
"Be my