PDLP Chapter 151 Sneaking Back
Chapter 151 Sneaking Back
It was a long day. After hanging up the phone, Shen Feiwan walked into the bathroom, exhausted.
She was taking a shower while the water was running.
After a quick rinse, she stepped into the bathtub, the warm water enveloping her body, causing her to let out a comfortable sigh.
However, just as she was enjoying herself quietly, she suddenly heard a faint noise outside the door, as if someone was trying to open the combination lock.
When she was alone, she remained highly vigilant. She hadn't closed the bathroom door, which is why the sound of the door opening was clearly audible to her.
She quickly got up, grabbed a towel to wrap herself in, and walked briskly out of the bathroom. As she passed the living room, she picked up a vase from the table and continued towards the door.
Before I even got close, I heard a "click" sound.
Immediately afterwards, the front door was slowly pushed open from the outside.
The face that appeared behind the door stunned Shen Feiwan instantly!
It turned out to be Bo Junxing.
He stood at the door, his face slightly pale.
He looked at Shen Feiwan, his gaze sliding from her wet hair to the vase in her hand. "Are you planning to welcome me with a vase?"
Shen Feiwan paused for a moment, then frowned. "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in the hospital right now?"
Bo Junxing strode in, closed the door behind him, and said in a nonchalant tone, "The hospital is too boring, I can't stand it."
"..." Shen Feiwan put down the vase and crossed her arms. "Do you know you're a patient now? Has the doctor discharged you?"
Bo Junxing dismissed it, saying, "What the doctor said isn't important. What's important is that I want to see you."
“Bo Junxing…” Shen Feiwan was speechless. “I didn’t know you were so willful.”
“I’ve always been like this,” Bo Junxing said, looking at her. “It’s just that now that you’ve used me and lost patience with me, you think this is human nature.”
Shen Feiwan was taken aback, finding the rhetoric somewhat familiar. Upon reflection, she realized she had said something similar to him not long ago. She was speechless, thinking that this had truly come back to haunt her.
She shook her head, turned around to find her phone, and prepared to call the hospital.
Bo Junxing sensed her intention and stepped forward to block her with his body. "What are you doing?"
Shen Feiwan looked up at him and said calmly, "Call the hospital. Your current physical condition is not suitable for running around."
Bo Junxing didn't want to talk about this, so he abruptly changed the subject, "Were you taking a bath just now?"
Shen Feiwan rolled her eyes at him, "Thanks to you, I got up halfway through the soak."
“Then you can go back and continue soaking. I’m not going back to the hospital. I can’t sleep in the beds there.” He said, holding Shen Feiwan’s shoulder with one hand and gently pushing her toward the bathroom.
Shen Feiwan was pushed forward two steps by him. "I'm really tired today. You shouldn't have bothered me."
Bo Junxing's voice came from behind her, "Don't worry, I'll stay outside and won't go in. Really, I'm not lying to you."
As he spoke, Bo Junxing released his grip on Shen Feiwan's shoulder.
Shen Feiwan turned around and glanced at him. "I'm really impressed by you!"
But in the end, she didn't say anything more and turned to go into the bathroom.
It's really annoying to be interrupted halfway through a bath.
This time, however, she closed the bathroom door.
Just as she was getting comfortable in the bath, the bathroom door was pushed open.
Shen Feiwan knew who had come in without even opening her eyes.
"I should have locked the door from the inside."
Bo Junxing had already come in. "Don't do that. If you slip or have any other accident inside, the people outside won't be able to get in."
"What are you doing here? Don't tell me you're here to take a bath. I just helped you take a bath at the hospital not long ago."
“I haven’t forgotten, I came here to scrub your back,” Bo Junxing said naturally, as if it were all perfectly natural.
Shen Feiwan looked up at him, "Didn't you just say you weren't coming in?"
“It’s only fair to reciprocate,” Bo Junxing said. “Since you just helped me take a bath, it’s my turn to serve you now.”
Shen Feiwan wanted to say something, but Bo Junxing had already half-squatted by the bathtub. He took a towel, soaked it, and gently draped it over Shen Feiwan's shoulder.
The towel was soft, and her thin, even hand slid slowly down her shoulder, gently wiping her collarbone before moving downwards.
His movements were meticulous and slow, as if he were handling a precious work of art.
Shen Feiwan closed her eyes, feeling his fingertips occasionally brush against her skin, bringing a series of subtle shivers.
"Are you comfortable?" Bo Junxing's voice rang softly in her ear, slightly hoarse.
Shen Feiwan didn't answer, but just gave a soft "hmm" and then said, "But this doesn't seem to be your back. Where are you rubbing? Didn't you say you were rubbing my back?"
Bo Junxing didn't speak, but his fingertips lingered for a moment before slowly moving back to her neck and gently kneading her shoulders and neck.
"Your muscles are too tight."
Shen Feiwan gave a soft "hmm" and said, "I'm very tired today. I haven't been exercising much lately."
"Then turn around."
"No need, you can leave."
Bo Junxing paused for a moment. "Are you feeling unwell? Why are you kicking me out?"
Shen Feiwan kept her eyes closed. "You only have one hand, it's not comfortable."
“I see,” Bo Junxing said calmly, then placed his other hand on her shoulder. “How about this?”
Shen Feiwan frowned and opened her eyes. "Are you stupid? Don't you know your other hand is injured? Don't move around."
Bo Junxing didn't seem to care at all. Instead, he leaned closer, his breath brushing against her ear, "Are you worried about me?"
"So what if I care?" Shen Feiwan stared intently into Bo Junxing's eyes. "Even if a dog was bleeding and jumping around in front of me, I would still care. Caring shows that I am a kind person by nature, but it doesn't mean that I love you."
Bo Junxing's eyes darkened. "Shen Feiwan, I've heard that sentence enough."
"If you've had enough, get out. Don't waste your time here."
Bo Junxing didn't move. He moved even closer, his breath almost mingling with Shen Feiwan's.
"Shen Feiwan, I want to do it, I'm about to explode with desire."
His voice was deep and hoarse, carrying a hint of suppressed desire, almost squeezed out from the depths of his throat, "If you don't believe me, touch it and see."
"Get lost, I don't touch injured people."
Bo Junxing refused to give up and suddenly put his uninjured hand into the bathtub.
His fingers lightly traced the side of Shen Feiwan's leg, teasing her in a subtle way: "If you won't touch me, then I will. Let me see if you really want me to get lost."
“You…” Shen Feiwan’s body trembled slightly, her throat felt like it was blocked by something, and she couldn’t say a complete sentence.
Bo Junxing's gaze was fixed on her eyes, not wanting to miss a single expression on her face. "You thought about it too, didn't you? My fingers tell me that your body is much more honest than your mouth."