Water Vapor and Love

Lu Yan's large hands steadily supported Aemeath's waist, conveying a reassuring warmth.

His lowered brows and eyes were fixed on the girl in his arms. His usually cold and aloof dark eyes now reflected only her.

Aemeath recalled the stupid question she had just blurted out.

A soft, sweet smile involuntarily crept onto her lips. Her slender arms naturally hooked around Lu Yan's neck, her fingers gently brushing his nose, her voice as soft and sweet as honey.

"Hmm... I'm such a silly girl, how could I ask such a stupid question."

This man had already given his answer through countless days and nights of companionship and his unreserved indulgence.

But she was like a child who craved candy, determined to hear the truth clearly.

After speaking, Aemeath lowered her head slightly and gently pressed her slightly moist pink lips to the corner of Lu Yan's lips, leaving only a light touch.

Lu Yan tightened his grip on her arms.

His voice was filled with restraint. "Now that you know you're a little fool, you're not allowed to ask anymore. I don't need any reason to be good to you."

The evening breeze brushed against Lu Yan's wet legs and the damp hem of his clothes, bringing a slight chill. He couldn't help but shiver.

"Are you cold?" Aemeath immediately noticed his subtle movement.

"A little." Lu Yan chuckled softly, trying to dispel the chill with the vibration of his chest, but the damp cloth clinging to his skin clearly didn't cooperate.

"Then let's hurry back inside," Aemeath, her face full of worry.

"Hmm." Lu Yan, carrying Aemeath, turned around and strode across the courtyard, pushing open the living room door.

The indoor temperature control system was working diligently, and the warm air instantly enveloped the two of them, dispelling the chill of the night.

Lu Yan carried her straight through the corridor and into the spacious bathroom.

As the smart sensor lights turned on, soft, warm orange light poured down into the bathroom.

This bathroom is designed to be highly private and comfortable, especially the large, built-in white porcelain bathtub in the center.

Aemeath immediately fell in love with this bathtub, whose depth and width far exceeded the standard size.

At this moment, both of them were in a rather disheveled state.

Lu Yan's T-shirt had two clear muddy handprints printed on it by Aemeath, and his abdomen and chest were also covered in mud from hugging her earlier.

Needless to say, Aemeath's legs and feet were covered in water stains from being washed, and the hem of her clothes was also stained with mud. The wet fabric clung tightly to her body, outlining her graceful curves.

"You're all wet and dirty, take a shower first." Lu Yan gently placed her on the dry, non-slip mat in the bathroom and turned to adjust the water temperature in the bathtub.

The faucet spewed out warm water, creating ripples of white spray.

Water vapor begins to slowly rise and diffuse in the air.

Lu Yan took a bottle of rose essential oil bath salts from the shelf and poured some into the water.

A sweet and relaxing fragrance immediately filled the air.

Aemeath looked down at her dirty clothes, then at Lu Yan, who was focused on relieving himself.

The mist gradually blurred his broad back.

"A-Yan..." Aemeath called softly.

Lu Yan turned around, his gaze falling on her. "What's wrong? I've already adjusted the water temperature. Take off your clothes and soak in it for a while to get rid of the chill."

Aemeath did not move.

She tilted her head slightly, her golden, star-like eyes appearing exceptionally bright and captivating against the backdrop of the mist.

She licked her lower lip, her voice soft and sweet, yet full of allure:

"You're dirty too, let's go to the bar together."

Lu Yan abruptly stopped in his action of releasing the water.

These words were like a pebble thrown into his calm lake, fueling his desires ever higher.

He knew all too well how big the double bathtub was and what bathing together meant.

The aftershocks of last night's long and frantic purge had not yet completely dissipated, and his self-control, which he was so proud of, was always as thin as a cicada's wing in front of Aemeath.

"Aemeath..." Lu Yan's voice was terrifyingly low, "Do you know what you're saying?"

I know!

Aemeath playfully stepped forward, extending her soft, delicate hand to tug at his mud-stained clothes. "The bathtub is so big, it's such a waste of water for just one person to soak in it. Besides, I'm the queen, you have to serve me while I bathe."

Faced with her command, delivered in a coquettish tone, Lu Yan gave in.

His eyes were now burning with desire. "Okay, together."

The clothes were removed one by one and carelessly discarded in the dirty laundry basket next to them.

The bathtub was about seven-tenths full, with a layer of fine, rich white foam floating on the surface. The aroma of rose essential oil became even more intense under the high temperature.

Lu Yan first rinsed off the remaining mud from his body with a shower.

He stepped into the bathtub, the warm water instantly submerging his legs.

He sat down with his back against the sloping inner wall of the bathtub, his muscular chest faintly visible amidst the rippling water.

He reached out his hand to Aemeath was standing at the edge of the bathtub.

Aemeath followed closely behind, took his hand, and carefully stepped into the water.

Led by Lu Yan, she turned around and slowly sat down, following the direction of his spread legs.

This is a classic and affectionate pose.

The man is behind, the woman is in front.

Aemeath's smooth back fit perfectly against Lu Yan's broad, warm chest.

Their skin pressed together without any obstruction as they were immersed in the hot water, their body heat being transferred to each other without reservation through the water ripples.

Lu Yan wrapped his arms around her from behind, securing her firmly between his embrace and the bathtub wall, creating an absolutely safe haven.

"Is the water temperature right?" Lu Yan gently rested his chin on the crook of her neck, his warm breath accompanying his whisper, brushing against the damp stray hairs by her ear.

"Mmm~~ So comfortable~~" Aemeath let out a sigh as content as a cat.

She completely relaxed all her muscles, surrendering her weight entirely to the man behind her.

The water rippled gently with their breathing, soothing their nerves after a busy afternoon.

Lu Yan picked up a bath sponge from the side, lathered it up with lots of foam, and began to gently wash her.

His fingertips, through the soft foam, glided over her rounded shoulders and slender arms, meticulously washing away the traces of dirt remaining on her skin.

His actions were full of pity.

Aemeath played with the floating bubbles under the water with one hand, while her other hand covered the back of Lu Yan's hand that was wrapped around her waist. Her fingers unconsciously intertwined with his, and she felt the warmth from his palm.

"A-Yan, your heart is beating so fast." Aemeath teased with a light laugh as she felt the strong vibrations coming from her back.

Lu Yan paused for a moment, then punished her by gently biting her collarbone, eliciting a soft cry from her.

"Yay~"

"With my sweet, soft Little Aemeath in my arms, you should be worried if my heart isn't racing." His voice sounded especially sensual because of the surrounding steam.

The steam in the bathroom grew thicker and thicker, blurring the night view through the floor-to-ceiling windows into a hazy halo.

In this warm space, only the sound of rushing water and the intertwined breathing of the two remained.

After washing away the mud, the two quietly embraced each other and soaked in the water, enjoying this rare tranquility.

Aemeath tilted her head back slightly, resting the back of her head on Lu Yan's shoulder.

From this angle, she could just see the water ripples reflected on the ceiling, a scene that looked like a dream.

"A-Yan, I believe that the forget-me-nots we planted today will bloom into the most beautiful flowers in the world." Aemeath's voice was full of confidence in the future.

In that moment when he completely enveloped her, she felt a sense of security she had never felt before.

Lu Yan tightened his arms, holding her even closer.

The legs beneath the water naturally overlapped, like the roots of two trees intertwined deep in the mud, never to be separated again.

"Yes, they will." Lu Yan turned his head, his thin lips brushing against her earlobe, giving it a gentle kiss. "Not only forget-me-nots, but also hydrangeas, and all the plants we plant together in this yard in the future, they will all bloom and bear fruit."

"As long as you're here, it will always be spring here."

A sweet feeling welled up in Aemeath's heart.

She turned around and, with difficulty but determination, changed her position in the cramped bathtub, so that she could embrace Lu Yan face to face.

Water splashed out of the bathtub and wet the floor because of her big movements, but neither of them seemed to care.

Aemeath stretched out her wet arms and hugged Lu Yan's neck tightly, burying herself completely in his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat.

"A-Yan, I love you."

In this steamy bathroom, in this little world that belongs only to the two of them, this is the simplest yet most soul-stirring confession.

Lu Yan hugged her back, supporting the back of her head with one hand, lowered his head, found her lips that were moistened by the steam, and kissed them deeply.

The hot water in the bathtub continued to emit steam, completely enveloping the two figures in a hazy white mist.