ather who was about to hit her, and instead, let out a cold laugh."Are you going to hit me Isn't this what you want You got people to introduce me to wealthy individuals, just because my cousin marrie...But when she turned on the tap, water gushed out of the shower head's seams like a fountain for a moment.

She was startled and didn't have time to react. Song Lin immediately raised his hand to shield her.

But he was still a step too late. In just a few seconds, the water that gushed out drenched them completely.

Shen Yian squinted and turned off the faucet. Turning his head, he saw Song Lin with water dripping from his hair. The droplets slid down his handsome face, curving around his sexy collarbone before disappearing into his neckline.

His damp clothes clung to him, highlighting his physique almost entirely. Even that area... was completely visible.

Her face flushed, and she immediately looked away, just in time to see Song Rin staring at the water-dripping sprinkler with a dark expression.

That look seemed as if he were staring at his enemy. Although his expression was serious, for some reason Shen Yian found it amusing.

Pffft.

In the end, she couldn't hold back her laughter.

"What are you laughing at"

"Mr. Song, so you can't fix it I apologize, I should have known better." Shen Yian smiled with restraint.

Song Rin's face turned even uglier, but his eyes couldn't tear themselves away from Shen Yi'an's.

Her damp, messy black hair was sticking to her pale cheeks. Her rosy lips were slightly curved, and though she looked a bit disheveled, there was a touch of pity in her expression.

The water streaks down, soaking her white shirt drop by drop, revealing her white bra and the fullness beneath her loose clothes.

He averted his gaze, his voice a low growl, "Don't laugh."

"Oh."

Shen Yi'an coughed lightly and also felt that he might have been a bit too much. Mo Aunt looked very fond of her son at first glance, so it was normal for Song Lin to be like that as well.

At least he didn't refuse to do this, and he installed it so carefully.

On the other hand, Gu Cheng, who was also raised with love by his mother, is different.

She had seen Gu Cheng help his mother change a lightbulb before, and she thought he was filial and a good man.

But one time, a lightbulb in her house burned out, and she couldn't reach it so she wanted to ask Gu Cheng for help.

Unexpectedly, Gu Cheng said he wouldn't and even laughed at her, saying that a modern woman wouldn't even know how to do this, truly embarrassing for women.

Actually, this is a trifle. She didn't really take it to heart.

It was only when there was a sudden contrast that she realized that her feelings had made her view things through rose-colored glasses.

Now that the filter was broken, she realized how foolish she had been and how selfish Gu Cheng was.

Suddenly, a towel landed on her head, pulling her thoughts back.

Across from him, Song Lin wiped his hair and said faintly, "It's too late today, let's fix it tomorrow. You go to my room to wash up, and I'll go to the study to handle some things."

Shen Yian pinched a towel: "Hmm."

Actually, she could see that Song Lin didn't have anything to deal with; he just didn't want to make her feel awkward.

She lowered her head and walked toward the door, so lost in thought that she accidentally stepped in a puddle.

"Ah!"

Shen Yian slipped and slid all the way out, bumping into Song Lin. The two of them fell to the ground together.

Her lips met the clasp on Song Lin's chest, the impact sending a jolt of pain through her that made her see stars.

When Song Lin fell, he instinctively hugged the person in his arms. The soft impact deepened the look in his eyes and made his breath erratic. His still body also inexplicably became agitated.

Shen Yian also sensed Song Lin's strangeness, his face instantly reddening, he covered his aching mouth and quickly got up.

"I'm going to take a shower, goodbye, no, goodnight, no... that's it."

Her incoherent words seemed to emphasize that she knew something.

She shyly rushed out of the bathroom and hid in the master bedroom.

Song Lin lay on the ground, clenching his fists. He took a moment to regain his composure before sitting up. However, the warmth lingering in his palms remained for a long time.

Just now, Shen Yian blushed

Doesn't she have an ex-boyfriend

Why do you look like you don't understand anything

As soon as Song Lin thought of Shen Yi'an's ex-boyfriend, he couldn't help but think of how they had also been together like this, even doing more excessive things.

He clenched his fists again in displeasure and went into the study with a grumpy expression.box, he realized he was wrong.This craftsman's skill is comparable to that of so-called hundred-year artisans abroad. He even made some modifications based on his old shoes to make them fit his walkin...