Chapter 7: Giving Him a Bath

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Roughly finishing washing his hair, it was time for the body... The steam swirled around the bathtub as Jiang Linyi resembled a delicate white lotus battered by wind and rain, his pale skin faintly flushed. Lu Li felt inexplicably anxious and thirsty. Having never seen a man’s naked body in her more than twenty years of life, only crazed over paper-thin idols, now... The steam seemed to take on a mischievous quality. Lu Li swallowed nervously and cautiously reached out to touch the man’s collar. Her heart, long ceased to beat, seemed to pound loudly. Yet the intimate atmosphere was quickly shattered—she couldn’t undo his clothes! In this post-apocalyptic world, people mostly wore protective suits, and Lu Li, an outsider, was utterly unfamiliar with them. She leaned in clumsily, groping over the man’s body, searching for a place to undo the garment. Her fingertips brushed over his warm chest and firm waistline... After thoroughly exploring his upper body, Lu Li, running out of patience, grabbed the collar and yanked hard. The protective suit ripped apart and fluttered down. Amid the rising steam, Jiang Linyi stretched both arms, leaning against the tub’s edge. Water droplets traced down his neat short hair over his exquisite brows, falling into the hollow of his collarbone. Beneath the torn suit, his slender neck and full chest muscles were fully revealed; the faint outlines of his abs beneath the water were tantalizing, stealing one’s breath away. Even more intoxicating was the fact that the protective suit was an all-in-one piece; torn open, some fabric clung to the man’s smooth muscles, constantly teasing Lu Li’s taut nerves. She swallowed hard; the sound echoed sharply in the quiet room, a rush of heat hitting her forehead. “How did I not notice such a great physique when I was touching him earlier?” “Stay calm, stay calm! This perfect body was carved out by killing, after all!” Thinking this, Lu Li instantly sobered, sucked back the drool at the corner of her mouth, wiped away the annoying droplets on her eyelashes, and widened her eyes, determined at least to feast her eyes. With the obstructive cloth tossed aside, Lu Li grabbed the towel she had just taken and began scrubbing him unapologetically. “This is what killed you, the thing that killed you... a free male model!” Her muttering took on a strange tone, and Lu Li’s restless mind wandered as her pale, bruised hands rubbed over the man’s reddened, jade-like skin. “Delicious and edible! How can a man’s skin be this perfect?” Half-submerged, she leaned into the tub, hands roaming over him, the towel twisted into a ball long gone. She mischievously pinched his chest; the chest immediately responded. “Tsk tsk tsk—the big villain’s body has some hidden potential!”

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Lu Li simply lay on the tub, using the pretense of scrubbing to openly take liberties. After scrubbing Jiang Linyi’s upper body until it looked like a cooked shrimp, Lu Li’s gaze drifted downward. The water, mixed with foam and fabric fragments, rippled and completely obscured her view. She was both curious and disgusted. At a moment when a zombie hesitated, Jiang Linyi’s eyelashes fluttered slightly. Had he been taken back to the laboratory? Why was his upper body burning hot? As his confused eyes opened, Lu Li was gripping the towel, deliberately aiming downward. A chill ran between Jiang Linyi’s legs; his whole body stiffened. With his remaining strength, he suddenly blocked Lu Li. “What are you... doing?” His voice trembled softly, cheeks flushed. His powers had been nearly drained recently, yet his body burned with pain. Ugh! It was hard not being able to speak! Lu Li pouted, twisted, and grasped the arm he had wrapped around her waist, scrubbing up and down with the towel. “You want to help me bathe?” Jiang Linyi’s Adam’s apple moved; his voice was light and airy. Lu Li pushed away his hand from her waist. Having been overpowered by him many times, she now intensely rejected others’ touches, especially his. Jiang Linyi was pushed, sinking toward the water. Lu Li hurriedly changed from pushing to pulling, carefully positioning him against the tub’s edge. After confirming he wouldn’t fall again, Lu Li stuffed the towel into his hand, signaling him to continue washing. Seeing Jiang Linyi finally understood, Lu Li left the room. Watching her departing figure, Jiang Linyi fell into thought. From these few encounters, except for her appearance, Lu Li seemed no different from an ordinary person, yet her series of actions left him puzzled.

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Lost in thought, Jiang Linyi’s eyes caught sight of a piece of black fabric on the door panel. Shocked, he opened his mouth, pupils trembling. If he wasn’t mistaken, that was a scrap from his protective suit—the cutting-edge material recently developed in the safe zone, capable of withstanding fatal blows from advanced mutated creatures. He glanced down at himself—completely naked, the lower half of the suit also torn open. Jiang Linyi raised Lu Li’s power level once more and wondered about her intelligence. Looking at the chaotic bathroom and the nearly half-empty bottles of bathing products, he sighed with relief that she hadn’t misused anything, and the towel she used to wash him was new. His leg, pierced by a branch, rested outside the tub, blood still flowing. His powers kept draining. Thinking of Lu Li’s disdainful expression and the patch of bird droppings in the pit, Jiang Linyi gave up on saving the leg and focused on bathing. Holding the towel, a fierce gleam flashed in his eyes as he scrubbed with such force it seemed he wanted to peel off his skin. If Lu Li saw this, she would be shocked because he scrubbed himself even harder than she did. He completely discarded the ruined protective suit, draping a towel over his shoulders as he hobbled to lean against the door, requesting fresh water from Lu Li. Squatting by the stove, preparing to enjoy a hot bath herself, Lu Li hesitated before bringing him the water. After all, they would be living together for a while; the villain being a bit cleaner would improve her mood. After several more rinses, Jiang Linyi asked Lu Li for clothes. Naturally, Lu Li was reluctant. After arguing with her for a while, Jiang Linyi got a set of clothes she disliked handed over unwillingly. Once dressed, Jiang Linyi could finally tend to his leg. Lu Li obediently squatted nearby with the tools he requested. She really didn’t want him to pull out the branch—after all, it had pierced him with great difficulty; when would it happen again, the grand finale perhaps! Bound by the villain’s pressure and the cold warning on his health panel, Lu Li dared not interfere. Jiang Linyi’s leg was covered with countless bite marks, completely numb. Under Lu Li’s horrified gaze, he tore the branch out along with the flesh. Blood gushed out. After simple disinfection and bandaging, Jiang Linyi could no longer endure and fainted from blood loss. Holding the unconscious Jiang Linyi in her arms, Lu Li ached; this villain was cruel to others, but even crueler to himself. Seeing his bloodless face, Lu Li felt a strange pang of sympathy. She easily lifted the ailing beauty in her arms and headed upstairs. Standing before the doors of two rooms, Lu Li hesitated but did not let desire cloud her judgment.