After a little while longer, the sound of running water from the shower finally stopped.
Yuan Shikai could clearly hear wet feet stepping across the tiles.
Next came the soft rustling of a towel wiping down a body behind the door.
Then a whirring sound started up. It was the hair dryer.
Once the hair dryer stopped, the bathroom doorknob turned, and the door opened from inside.
Aoko Aozaki walked out barefoot, with nothing but a bath towel wrapped around her.
At that moment, Aoko Aozaki looked like a lotus rising from the water, indescribably beautiful.
No wonder a certain mushroom had said, "Aoko. 'Like' isn't a word that can describe how I feel about Aoko."
"To me, she's air, oxygen, water, light, my wife. Without her, I'd die."
At that moment, Yuan Shikai wholeheartedly agreed. After all, she'll soon be mine, and in the future, I can even have two of her.
Droplets still clung to her flowing, vividly red hair, even after its encounter with the hair dryer.
Her half-damp hair caught the pink light, scattering mysterious glimmers.
Sometimes, having hair that long was a nuisance, but who didn't love a beautiful head of long hair?
Aoko's expression was much the same as usual, except her cheeks were rosier, making her even more enchanting.
Aoko said, "I'm done. Do you want to wash up too?"
Her voice had lost some of its aggressive edge and gained a seductive charm.
Yuan Shikai said, "Sure, I'll wash up too."
Yuan Shikai quickly entered the bathroom, and the sound of running water came from the shower again.
Aoko sat on the edge of the bed and took a deep breath, a trace of bewilderment still in her eyes.
One question kept nagging at her: how had she somehow ended up putting