Even though Shi Yao tried her best to focus all of her attention on Lin Jiage's arm, when she was wrapping the plastic wrap around his arm, it was inevitable that her fingertips would come into contact with his skin, and her gaze would occasionally drift to his chest.
At the start, Shi Yao was still barely able to calm herself down, but as time went by, her hands began to tremble more and more. In the end, Shi Yao was barely holding her breath as she mustered all of her willpower to wrap the plastic wrap around Lin Jiage's injured arm.
A second later, Shi Yao was already retreating several steps back as if she was fleeing for her life. It was only after putting some distance between her and Lin Jiage that she finally said, "Alright … It's done …"
In contrast to Shi Yao's panicked state, Lin Jiage appeared to be much more composed. Even his tone was calm and composed as usual, "Thank you, but I'll have to trouble you to wait for a moment. I'll need your help to remove the plastic wrap later on."
After a moment of silence, Lin Jiage asked, "It won't be too much trouble for you, right?"
Shi Yao didn't dare to look at Lin Jiage. She shook her head and replied, "N-no trouble at all."
Without saying a word, Lin Jiage walked straight into the bathroom.
As the door closed, Shi Yao closed her eyes and heaved a long sigh of relief, as if on the verge of collapse.
But not long after she heaved a sigh of relief, the sound of running water could be heard from the bathroom.
As the sound of running water drilled into Shi Yao's ears, the image of Lin Jiage's naked upper body suddenly surfaced in her mind …
His figure was really good. Just like his face, it was perfect and flawless.
He had muscles, but they weren't as intimidating as those bulky muscles.
His curves were perfect, and his hips were perky and tight. No matter how one looked at it, his figure was just right.
Paired with his face, he looked like one of those soul-stirring handsome young men who walked out of a manga. If one were to use a popular saying on the internet to describe him, it would be: Wearing clothes, you look skinny, but when you take them off, you look fleshy …
Hmm … Am I thinking a little too much about it?
As a woman, how can I think of a man's figure like that? Not to mention, it's a naked figure …
Shi Yao shook her head to dispel the image of Lin Jiage's bare upper body from her mind. Then, to prevent her imagination from running wild again, she began thinking about her favorite delicacies.
Malatang, Sichuan poached fish, crayfish, bullfrog, ice cream, chocolate, mango pudding, Wangzai milk …
Just as Shi Yao had lost track of how many types of food she had gone through, the sound of running water in the bathroom finally stopped.
Roughly five minutes later, the bathroom door opened, and Lin Jiage walked out with a towel wrapped around his waist.
Perhaps it was because of his injury, but he did not wipe his body. Water flowed down his hair, along the contours of his face, and landed on his shoulders. Then, it flowed down his strong chest and into the towel on his lower abdomen …
Shi Yao only took a single glance before averting her gaze in trepidation.
Her cheeks, which had just gotten rid of the redness with much difficulty, started to burn again as if they were on fire.
Fortunately, Lin Jiage didn't remain in Shi Yao's sight for too long before heading into the changing room.
Soon, the sound of a hairdryer could be heard from within.
His hair was short, so it was convenient for him to blow it. Roughly a minute or two later, the changing room fell silent.
A moment later, Lin Jiage's voice sounded from within the changing room, "Yaoyao …"
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