Every time he heard that resistant tone from Li Shu, Pei Song'an should really have felt a little down.
Instead, he thoroughly enjoyed Li Shu's unfamiliarity with intimacy and his instinctive rejection of it out of embarrassment.
It meant that before him, all these actions and feelings had been foreign to Li Shu.
Teaching him from scratch felt extraordinarily wonderful.
Pei Song'an followed behind Li Shu, his gaze passing over his bathrobe. The snowy skin above the collar had been rubbed red by his hands, and his steps quickened with nerves at the prospect of sharing a hot spring with another man. He looked even better than when he trembled as Pei Song'an held his ankle.
Knowing full well he could not escape ending up stark naked, he still braced himself and walked toward the bathing room one step at a time.
Realizing this, Pei Song'an lifted his eyes to look at the rounded back of Li Shu's head, satisfaction filling his heart.
By the time he reached the entrance and pushed open the door, Li Shu had regretted this eight hundred times.
Just because Cheng Zhen had said this place was very private and hygienic, did not require guests to wear swimsuits, and allowed nude bathing so the water could flow against their bodies for greater relaxation, he, Li Xiaoshu, had never even thought of bringing a swimsuit.
He had invited Pei Song'an at the last minute. Forget a swimsuit-this guy probably hadn't even known what was going on until he reached the hot spring entrance.
God, had I dug my own grave?
Haha, Li Xiaoshu, you're really living now.
"Pei Song'an, we're outside our own home. Don't you dare try anything." Li Shu looked at the steam rising over the pool, and his heart sank a little further.