Can't Take My Eyes Off You

"KEEP YOUR VOICE DOWN." Lu Xingzhi nodded as he looked at Zhou Junmin's sly smile. It took him a long time to refrain from using the word scram.

Lu Xingzhi dashed back to his bedroom with his belongings. The first thing he did was hide his belongings and lie on the bed, pretending nothing had happened.

As he lay on the bed, Lu Xingzhi could hear the sound of water in the bathroom because the door was open. Lu Xingzhi picked up the book on the bedside table and pretended to read it after hearing the bathroom door open and Jiang Yao's footsteps. Jiang Yao did not even raise his head to look around when she entered the room.

"What are you reading?" Jiang Yao entered the room with heavy footsteps to catch Lu Xingzhi's attention. She had not expected that a certain someone would not even lift his eyelids, as if he was so engrossed in reading that he did not hear her; thus, she could only find a topic to discuss to attract Lu Xingzhi's attention.

"I'm just reading." Lu Xingzhi's reply was very casual. After answering, he even turned a page of the book but still did not look at Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao gritted her teeth. She walked forward and took the book from Lu Xingzhi's hands. Then, she stuffed a dry towel into Lu Xingzhi's hands and said, "Dry my hair."

"Yes." Lu Xingzhi was not angry. He took the towel and shook it open. He smiled and said, "Your Majesty."

"It's useless even if you call me your ancestor," Jiang Yao muttered before sitting down with her back facing Lu Xingzhi. To make it easier for Lu Xingzhi to wipe his hair, she lowered her head slightly, and the person behind her moved; the position where he was lying on the bed changed. He sat behind her with his legs hanging on both sides of her body.

Lu Xingzhi was so close to her that her back felt like it was pressing against his chest.

He was dressed in baggy pants that exposed the areas below his knees. Jiang Yao lowered her head to examine his feet. After such a long period of recovery, the wounds on his feet had healed and were scabbed. She did not know where he had gone that day, but he had scraped the scar in one of the spots, revealing his new pink skin. Jiang Yao was uneasy because that small patch of pink was so different from his natural skin color.

She reached out to touch it. "Even though you can move around freely, do you have to do it so recklessly? Don't go to the yard. Look at the spot where you scraped your foot. Don't you feel pain?"

Lu Xingzhi glanced at the spot where Jiang Yao's hands had touched. He would not have noticed it if Jiang Yao had not mentioned it. As a man, he could not see such a minor wound on his body.

"You're the birthday girl. I'll do as you wish."

Lu Xingzhi replied without hesitation. He waited for her hair to stop dripping before taking a hair dryer from under the bedside table. He dried her hair for her.

Jiang Yao glanced at Lu Xingzhi and wondered if he knew it was her birthday. He had already eaten the cake, so where was her gift?

Jiang Yao could not take it any longer and yanked a strand of hair from Lu Xingzhi's leg. Jiang Yao shook her head and smiled as she heard him gasp in pain. "Does it hurt?" she asked, turning around. "How bad does it hurt?"

"What do you think?" Lu Xingzhi turned Jiang Yao's head back. "Keep your hands to yourself. If you have so much free time, I'll ask you to do something else for me tonight."