Ranita’s fingers were trembling, and her heart was beating rapidly. But it was too late to back down now…
“Wait!” Suddenly, Brendon grabbed her hand and said in a deep voice, “Can you help me wash my hair first?”
“My head is itchy.”
Ranita quickly withdrew her hand and looked down, “Then why don’t you put your clothes back on first?”
“No need, I’m not cold anyway.”
Ranita gritted her teeth. She didn’t care if he was cold or not! She just didn’t want him to be naked in front of her all the time…
That was truly torturous.
“Put it on!” Ranita threw the clothes at Brendon, her attitude firm.
Brendon’s eyes suddenly carried a hint of amusement, a low laugh filled with teasing, “Didn’t you say you’ve seen it before?”
“I’m worried about you catching a cold!” Ranita punched him, playful and sweet-voiced.
Brendon was a little dazed. When they were alone together before, Ranita was always like this, gentle and soft-spoken, no matter what they did.
“Okay!” Brendon obediently put on the clothes and lowered his head for Ranita to help wash his hair.
Brendon’s scalp was a bit rough, and it felt itchy when touched. Ranita’s heart fluttered along with it.
Suddenly, Brendon reached out and wiped her face.
“Ah!” Ranita immediately stepped back, but not fast enough. Brendon touched the other side of her face, leaving it sticky with bubbles.
“Brendon, are you dirty or what!” Ranita angrily voiced her annoyance.
Brendon tilted his head and looked at her, his laughter low.
“Still laughing!” Ranita gritted her teeth, made up her mind, and smeared the foam on his face…
Brendon tried to dodge, but Ranita immediately stepped on his toes, determined to retaliate.
“Stop!” Brendon dodged, and Ranita chased after him.
In the small bathroom, they turned it into a mess.
“Hahaha! Brendon, don’t run away!” Ranita cornered Brendon, smiling brightly with her eyes curved, “Let’s see where you can go!”
Brendon was in a great mood, his lips slightly lifted, almost unnoticeable. “I’m a grown man, what does it matter if I’m covered in bubbles!”
“You smeared my face too!” Ranita bared her teeth, her little hand beckoning towards Brendon’s face, a bunch of foam sticking to the man’s face, particularly funny.
“Hahaha!” Ranita laughed joyfully, her eyes shining brighter than the stars.
Then, before she finished washing his hair, both of them ended up covered in foam. Ranita was afraid of being tickled, and Brendon scratched her several times, making her laugh until she couldn’t catch her breath.
“Don’t don’t don’t… Don’t tickle me!” Ranita pushed the man’s arm, only to realize that she had somehow rolled into Brendon’s embrace.
They were pressed against each other, their warmth entwined, quite ambiguous.
Ranita’s forehead felt hot. “You… let go.”
“Ranita…” Brendon called her name, his voice soft and enticing. By the time Ranita reacted, her lips had already been sealed.
This kiss was like a gentle spring rain, continuous and tender.
Ranita blushed from being kissed and felt like she was burning! After the kiss ended, the woman angrily pounded him, “If you take advantage again, I won’t be polite!”
“Ouch! That hurts!” Brendon covered his chest. “Be gentle!”
“You…” Ranita panicked for a moment. She used to be able to talk back, but now Brendon was indeed like a delicate porcelain doll, untouchable.
Ranita softened her voice with guilt, “Brendon, did I hurt you?”