Inside the hotel bathroom.
Water ran continuously, warm water pouring from the faucet and raising a hazy mist over the bathtub.
Wen Yanyu leaned back in the tub, his fair skin tinged pale pink by the steam, his soaking long hair covered in shampoo suds.
Fu Hanchuan crouched beside the bathtub, holding the showerhead in one hand and supporting the young man's long hair with the other, his slender fingers working through it and gently rubbing.
Wen Yanyu cooperatively tipped his head back slightly. His skin was as smooth and warm as jade, without a single blemish. Steam veiled his features, the corners of his eyes flushed red, gentle and youthful, like an ink painting shrouded in mist.
So good...
Fu Hanchuan's eyes darkened slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing as the thought unwittingly crossed his mind.
As though sensing the gaze behind him.
Wen Yanyu turned his head, his long lashes casting shadows over his eyelids. Droplets formed from the mist fell as they fluttered. "What's wrong?"
Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes, concealing the change in them, and asked softly, "Is the water temperature all right?"
Wen Yanyu nodded slightly and replied, "It feels nice."
Fu Hanchuan asked nothing more. He rinsed away all the suds, changed the water one last time, then turned off the showerhead, lifted Wen Yanyu out, and quickly dried the water from his body.
Long accustomed to this kind of intimate care, Wen Yanyu saw nothing wrong with it and did not resist, letting Fu Hanchuan carry him out of the bathroom, change his clothes, and return him to bed.
The hair dryer stopped.
[Jiang Wanrou: Auntie had braised pork ribs tonight. What did you have for dinner, baby? (Big bunny peeking out.JPG)]
[Jiang Wanrou: What's Fu Hanchuan like? Has he bullied you? What's his