The Long-awaited Mr Han

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"The scent of the lavender would mingle with the warm air in the bathroom. It feels… very comfortable."

Yan Zhiqing felt embarrassed to say anything more.

The wave of warm air along with the fragrance of the lavender would envelop her body. She would feel the warm air wrapping around her body and kissing her skin. Her entire body would smell of lavender.

No words could describe such comfort.

Of course, Yan Zhiqing thought that if she had said this out loud…

The scene of her in the bathroom was too sexual.

Yan Zhiqing didn't say anything, but Wei Wucai still allowed his imagination to run free.

His imagination was a little wild.

He imagined Yan Zhiqing sitting in a bathtub filled with water. The surface of the water was completely covered in bubbles. Still, her shoulders remained visible.

The silhouette of her body could be seen faintly.

As she breathes in, petals would bob about on the foamy water.

A white warm fog would drift into the room.

The warm air was filled with a lavender scent. Even her skin smelled like lavender.

Wei Wucai felt a little agitated as he continued imagining Yan Zhiqing in that warm and foggy bathroom. He wanted to kiss her soft and wet shoulder.

He wanted to see if he could taste the scent of lavender.

The tip of Wei Wucai's ears turned red. His mouth felt dry. Most importantly, he had a severe reaction.

His entire body felt burning hot.

Yan Zhiqing thought that Wei Wucai looked a little weird.

However, because she deeply believed that he was gay, she didn't suspect anything.

She had no idea that Wei Wucai was imagining such a beautiful picture.

Wei Wucai had to stop himself from thinking about this.

If he continued to let his imagination run free…

Yan Zhiqing would never leave this room tonight.

And Yan Beicheng would kill him tomorrow.

However, he was not scared of Yan Beicheng.

He was just worried that he might scare Yan Zhiqing.

And so, he told himself not to worry. He told himself that he must remain patient.

Wei Wucai took a deep breath and finally kept himself under control.

He glanced over at Yan Zhiqing and saw that she had not noticed anything.

Immediately, he felt a little sad.

"Add three drops of oil into the water and set the time," Yan Zhiqing said to Wei Wucai.

Wei Wucai nodded. He remained silent for a moment before he said, "Let me send you back to your room."

"Oh. Okay." Yan Zhiqing nodded.

Wei Wucai then walked Yan Zhiqing to her room. Yan Zhiqing turned around with her back facing the door of her room.

She couldn't help but remember how awkward she felt when she saw him as she was leaving the room this morning.

She snickered at the thought of it.

At this moment, Wei Wucai was not standing near her. He remained a respectful distance away.

Yan Zhiqing smiled and said, "Thanks for tonight."

"Aren't we friends? There's no need to be courteous," Wei Wucai said.

Yan Zhiqing smiled and was just about to respond…

But then, Wei Wucai added, "But we are just friends."

Yan Zhiqing was speechless.

She knew something didn't feel right.

After she had phoned Yan Beicheng, Wei Wucai didn't react to what she'd said.

So she forgot about it.

But this guy was still holding a grudge!

And now, he even found the chance to respond to what she said!

Yan Zhiqing lifted her head and glanced at Wei Wucai.

Although he was smiling, Yan Zhiqing felt a little scared.

Yan Zhiqing gave a dry laugh and said, "Of course not. I think we are very good friends."