Jingxiu clasped her hand alertly, but smiled silently.

Ji Youyan couldn't hear a satisfactory answer, and said "Huh?" meaningfully, and his subordinates tickled her badly. Jingxiu was afraid that she would touch Ji Yuyan's injured area with a big movement, so she could only pat her offending hand with a sullen smile.

After laughing, Jingxiu leaned against Ji Youyan's arms, feeling that the tiredness from a busy day had all dissipated.

"Have a late night snack?" Ji Youyan asked softly.

Jingxiu shook her head and said, "It's time to sleep." She looked at the guitar on the other reclining chair and asked, "Want me to test the song for you?"

"No need." Ji Youyan raised Jingxiu's five fingers like green onion, while rubbing her fingertips, he said ambiguous: "Don't you feel that your fingers hurt when playing the guitar? This hand has other big functions tonight. It can't hurt anymore."

Jingxiu felt that the pulp of her fingers being rubbed by Ji Youyan was hot, she moved her throat and restrained: "The doctor said that you can't exercise vigorously for the time being."

Ji Youyan asked knowingly, "What kind of strenuous exercise? What are you thinking about, Axiu?"

Jingxiu turned to look at Ji Youyan with a frown.

Ji Youyan said innocently: "I want you to wash my hair tonight. Is this some kind of strenuous exercise?" After speaking, she pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and said with a wicked smile: "Oh, I see, Axiu, are you? I don't think..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Jingxiu stood up and said angrily, "Wash by yourself."

Ji Youyan laughed, packed the manuscript into the music room, and then went to the bedroom to coax Jingxiu.

The person who was annoyed by himself coaxed him, but Jingxiu reluctantly let go to help her wash her hair. Jingxiu went to the living room to get a chair for her to sit on, and Ji Youyan undressed awkwardly in the bedroom.

When Jingxiu returned to the bedroom with a chair in his hand, what he saw was Ji Yuyan's sultry appearance with long hair loose, wearing underwear, and the beautiful lines of the upper body.

"What are you taking off your clothes for?" Jingxiu took a deep breath and calmed down.

"Won't you get wet if you don't take it off?" Ji Youyan asked seriously.

Jingxiu was speechless, frowned and glanced at Ji Youyan, and quickly walked into the bathroom, seeing nothing.

Ji Youyan was stared inexplicably, and after reacting, Jingxiu was so cute that he couldn't close his mouth.

She followed Jingxiu into the bathroom, sat on the stool that Jingxiu had brought, leaned down, stretched her neck in the bathtub, let Jingxiu wet her long hair with a shower head, apply shampoo, and then Gently massaged her scalp.

"It's been many years." Ji Youyan remembered. They had a time like this in the beginning.

Jingxiu smiled softly and said nothing.

Ji You smiled, feeling the gentle movements of Jingxiu's fingertips, enjoying the tranquility of the moment.

She looked at the swaying ripples in the bathtub, and a sense of warmth flowed through her limbs, and a song suddenly surged in her heart.

Ji Youyan squeezed Jingxiu's hand suddenly, her eyes shining brightly: "Axiu, I suddenly have inspiration." She stood up excitedly as she spoke, not caring that her hair was still dripping with water. Run to the music room.

Jingxiu still held a towel in her hand, watching her leaving back, her eyes full of doting. Holding a towel, she quickly went to the cloakroom to get a shirt, and stepped into the music room with the sound of the piano.

In the music room, Ji Youyan looked focused, frowned slightly, played the piano with one hand, played a short paragraph, paused to jot down a bit on the paper.

Seriously charming.

Jingxiu gently draped her shirt over her body, Ji Youyan turned his head to look at her, Jingxiu nodded to her in tacit understanding, and Ji Youyan turned his head in peace and continued to scrutinize.

Jingxiu helped Ji Youyan dry the ends of her hair, looked at her, and leaned over slightly.

With the shadow, kiss Ji Yuyan's shadow.

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Chapter 105

I don't know how long it took, Ji Youyan recorded all the flashes of inspiration, hummed it once, and felt satisfied, then put down the pen and recovered his mind.

She subconsciously wanted to share this good news with Jingxiu, and she remembered the situation in which she ran out. She looked down at the shirt draped over her shoulders, the corners of her lips were lightly raised, and habitually turned around to look for Jingxiu.

Sure enough, when she turned around, she saw Jingxiu, just like the way they got along many years ago—sitting silently behind the other while one was focusing on work.

Even if they don't speak, they are busy, and when they are in the same room, they occasionally look at each other with a tacit understanding and smile, which is enough to make each other feel warm and relaxed in the tiredness.

Jingxiu was reading a book when she heard the piano and humming stopped, looked at Ji Youyan strangely, and caught Ji Youyan's tender eyes.

"Finished?" Jingxiu closed the book, picked up the towel on his knees and walked back to Ji Youyan.

Ji Youyan raised her head to look at Jingxiu, and returned a "hmm" with a frown. She touched her bangs, which were still wet, and asked self-consciously, "Do I look very stupid now?"

With a smile in Jingxiu's eyes, he put a towel over the top of her hair, and while helping her wipe her hair, he said lightly, "It's quite stupid."

When Ji Youyan heard the affirmative answer, she hugged her waist with her right hand, and muttered, "Why don't you comfort me?"

Jingxiu chuckled and said teasingly, "It is a good thing to have self-knowledge, and you don't need comfort."

Ji Youyan rubbed Jingxiu's belly with his chin in dissatisfaction. It was early summer, but wearing two thin single clothes, Jingxiu was itchy from being poked. She patted Ji Yuyan's arm away impatiently, took a step back, and stared at Ji Yuyan with feigned displeasure.

Ji Youyan tilted her head slightly and looked at her, smiling sly and tenderly. Her confident and bright smile and the vague style of her clothes complement each other perfectly.

Jingxiu was instantly dazzled by her beauty.