Nighttime Privileges

Not long after, soft footsteps were heard outside the door.

The bedroom door was gently pushed open.

Aemeath walked in wearing a slightly loose silk nightgown, carrying a plastic basin full of hot water, with a soft white cotton towel draped over her arm.

She placed the basin of water steadily on the bedside table, then kicked off her slippers, gracefully climbed onto the bed, and knelt down beside Lu Yan.

"Come on, A-Yan, lie down properly, your personal nurse is about to begin her service~"

Aemeath's voice sounded exceptionally soft in the quiet bedroom.

She soaked the towel in warm water and carefully wrung it out.

A warm towel was gently placed on Lu Yan's chest, carefully wiping along the lines of his muscles.

"Look, the scabs here have mostly fallen off, and even the red marks have faded quite a bit."

As Aemeath wiped, she spoke softly, her tone filled with undisguised heartache and relief.

Lu Yan closed his eyes, enjoying the comfortable warmth from the towel.

I have to admit that, although I feel it's unnecessary, the feeling of being wholeheartedly cared for by someone you love is indeed very enjoyable.

However, this simple relaxation did not last long.

As he continued wiping, Lu Yan noticed that the surrounding air seemed to have changed.

Aemeath's breathing was no longer as steady as before, and gradually became a little rapid. When wiping the edges of the scabs on Lu Yan's waist, she wiped them very carefully, afraid of hurting him.

She intentionally or unintentionally brushed against Lu Yan's thigh.

Once, perhaps I didn't notice.

Twice, it's possible the distance wasn't calculated correctly.

But when it grazed the ground precisely the third and fourth time, even a fool like Lu Yan would know that this was definitely not an accident.

The sweet scent unique to Aemeath was seeping into his nostrils, wafting in little by little.

When Aemeath wiped his body again, Lu Yan finally couldn't help but gasp.

"Hiss..." Lu Yan immediately opened his eyes.

A fire ignited in his deep golden eyes. "Little Aemeath... can you be serious for once...?"

Aemeath, whose wrist was being grabbed, showed no sign of panic.

Instead, she stopped what she was doing, raised her head slightly, and met Lu Yan's gaze.

Under the dim light of the bedside lamp, Aemeath's lips curled into a cloyingly sweet smile, tinged with triumph.

"I'm being very serious, A-Yan ~" Aemeath's voice was so soft it was almost a whisper. She took Lu Yan's large hand in her own and pressed it against her heart, letting him feel her soft heartbeat.

She tilted her head slightly, her warm breath hitting Lu Yan's abs directly. "The doctor only said no 'strenuous exercise,' but didn't say... no other 'special care'!"

Aemeath whispered softly in his ear, "Did... it hurt when you wiped it?"

After saying that, she gently blew a breath into her ear again.

"Phew~~"

The warm, sweet scent wafted onto his earlobe, causing Lu Yan's Adam's apple to bob involuntarily.

He gazed at the stunningly beautiful face so close to his eyes.

At that moment, the defenses of reason crumbled under the weight of that phrase, "I'm very serious."

"You..."

Lu Yan was about to say something.

The fire that had been suppressed all day finally broke free of its cage under Aemeath's blatant provocation.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.

Lu Yan's face instantly turned red to the roots of his neck. He awkwardly tried to turn away to cover it up, but Aemeath grabbed his shoulder first.

"A-Yan, Doctor Yu said you absolutely mustn't move around!"

Aemeath's gaze followed Lu Yan's cheek downwards, finally settling on that spot.

A captivating blush rose to her cheeks, and her eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.

That was her privilege, the most vibrant proof of the person she deeply loved.

"Indeed, A-Yan's recovery is going very well."

Aemeath chuckled softly, a laugh that carried a captivating charm reserved only for those she deeply loved.

She casually tossed the damp towel back into the basin on the bedside table, making a soft splashing sound.

Then, under Lu Yan's watchful gaze.

Aemeath placed her hands on either side of Lu Yan.

"Aemeath, no... you're already very tired today..."

Lu Yan's breathing became completely erratic, and he tried to pull her shoulders.

"Shh..."

Aemeath raised a slender finger and gently pressed it against Lu Yan's lips, stopping him from uttering his refusal.

"I told you, I'll make up for all the care I missed these past two weeks, with interest."

"Furthermore, multiple resonances can aid in recovery~"

Aemeath smiled, pursed her moist pink lips, and her eyes glistened with tears.

Lu Yan frowned, his 'wound' touched.

Aemeath gazed intently at Lu Yan, whose brows were furrowed.

"... Little Aemeath..."

In the quiet courtyard late at night, only the faint sound of water dripping from the kitchen faucet that wasn't turned on tightly could be heard.

This tomato is possessed; use your imagination to guess what happened.