After Transmigrating into a Book, I Had a Flash Marriage with the Beautiful Crazy Villain - Chapter 32.1

Chu Ling silently rolled over twice on the bed before wrapping herself tightly in the blanket, attempting to hide and avoid facing anyone.

When the bathroom door clicked open again, her bundled-up body stiffened.

She had wrapped herself too tightly, missing the perfect moment to emerge.

And then, Song Qingyi seemed to approach, stopping right beside her.

A voice soon followed, unhurried and calm, “What are you doing? Wrapped up so tightly, are you cold?”

The air conditioning in the room was set comfortably, certainly not cold enough to warrant such bundling.

Trapped in her blanket cocoon, Chu Ling floundered awkwardly before scrambling out with a forced laugh, babbling, “Yeah, just a little chilly, warming up, you know… You go ahead and sleep, I’m going to shower!”

Before the words even fully left her mouth, she had already dashed into the bathroom like a whirlwind.

Her eyes remained fixed on the bathroom door the entire time, not daring to glance anywhere else.

Perhaps she had moved too quickly either way, by the time she shut the bathroom door behind her, Song Qingyi outside hadn’t reacted at all.

Maybe she just hadn’t had time to? Chu Ling exhaled, trying to rationalize it.

She wiped her face, attempting to clear her mind.

This was far too testing could she really keep herself under control?

It wasn’t her fault for constantly overthinking. No, the blame lay entirely with Song Qingyi for being so utterly captivating.

Chu Ling let out a silent scream, her mind gradually cooling down.

Right now, she was in full ostrich mode. She could easily use showering as an excuse to linger in the bathroom a little longer.

Because stepping out meant facing the ultimate trial sharing a bed with Song Qingyi.

Just the thought sent a rush of heat straight to the top of her skull, her barely cooled mind steaming up all over again.

Bless showers. Bless bathrooms. They gave her the perfect excuse to stall for time. Ideally, by the time she emerged, Song Qingyi would already be asleep that would be the best-case scenario!

As long as Song Qingyi was asleep, she could avoid this terrifying ordeal.

Once resolved, Chu Ling began her deliberately, painstakingly slow showering routine dragging out every step as much as humanly possible.

Slowly removing her clothes. Slowly washing her face and brushing her teeth. Slowly turning on the showerhead.

As the water streamed over her body, her endlessly churning mind seemed to relax momentarily, the comfort briefly washing away all her turbulent emotions.

But it didn’t last long.

Just as she squeezed out body wash and began lathering up, the scent of the soap gradually made her freeze.

Though she had rushed past earlier, she had still caught a whiff of fragrance when passing Song Qingyi.

Chu Ling’s gaze slowly fell to the bath sponge in her hand. The foam from the body wash was thick and rich, its scent steadily filling the entire bathroom.

The smell was unmistakably familiar yes, exactly the same as the one that had lingered around Song Qingyi.

The same scent.

As if Song Qingyi were right beside her.

Chu Ling suddenly felt parched, a restless heat stirring within her.

The indecent thoughts came flooding back, her rationality teetering on the edge.

This was too intimate.

Far too intimate. Once she finished showering, she would smell exactly like Song Qingyi.

This realization instantly left her mouth dry. For some reason, even though it was such a mundane thing, she couldn’t help but feel

Really, this is way too ambiguous!!!

The thought of her carrying the same scent all over her body as the other person and then having to sleep together made Chu Ling feel.

This was beyond the syllabus, truly beyond the syllabus.

With a grave expression, Chu Ling scanned the bathroom, trying to locate a second bottle of shower gel with a different fragrance, as she vaguely remembered there being more than just this one.

Yet when her eyes swept over the area where the shower gels and shampoos were placed, she found only this single bottle.

Chu Ling: “…”

Where was her shower gel?!

Oh no, the shower gel had mysteriously vanished.

Chu Ling’s gaze froze. After a couple of seconds, she turned her head away and closed her eyes, trying to convince herself.

This was normal. Don’t overthink it.

As she applied the shower gel, her expression remained calm, as if she had already stopped overanalyzing. But upon closer inspection, one could see her face was filled with the resolve of a martyr as if this wasn’t applying shower gel but stepping onto a battlefield.

The shower felt unusually long, with Chu Ling doing everything possible to stall for time.

But no matter how much she delayed, there would come a moment when she had to leave unless she planned to sleep in the bathroom.

When there were absolutely no more steps left to prolong, she finally resigned herself to getting dressed and stepping out.

However…

Chu Ling froze.

She had been in such a hurry that she’d forgotten to bring her clothes inside!

Chu Ling quickly reassured herself, it was fine. Song Qingyi was probably already asleep. She could just wrap herself in a towel and get dressed outside…

Taking a deep breath, Chu Ling opened the door with a solemn expression, silently praying that Song Qingyi was indeed asleep.

But the moment she stepped out of the bathroom, her eyes immediately landed on Song Qingyi, who was sitting by the bed, tilting her head slightly as she looked at her with an inscrutable gaze, a slow smile curling at her lips.

“I thought you were planning to sleep in there, it’s almost dawn.”

That sounded a bit sarcastic.

Chu Ling thought awkwardly.

“Forgot your clothes? Why didn’t you call me?”

This part sounded normal enough, but Chu Ling’s awkwardness flared up. Keeping her expression steady, she inched toward the wardrobe while muttering an explanation, “I… usually take long showers. I didn’t call you because I thought you might already be asleep, haha, why aren’t you asleep yet?”

Song Qingyi’s gaze seemed laden with meaning. “I was about to sleep, but since you never came out, I thought you might have fainted. I was just about to knock and check.”

Chu Ling choked on her words, hastily grabbed her pajamas, and ducked back into the bathroom with a hurried “I’ll get dressed first.”

By the time she dawdled her way back out, Song Qingyi still hadn’t lain down!

Chu Ling’s steps faltered,she really didn’t want to go over there now.

In the end, she cautiously stopped a couple of steps away.

“It’s pretty late. We should sleep. Which side do you want?”

She directed the question at Song Qingyi but didn’t dare look at her, because…

It suddenly hit her that the other woman was still wearing her clothes.

During her shower, her mind had been entirely occupied by the shower gel. Only now, seeing Song Qingyi, did Chu Ling realize there was yet another pitfall waiting for her.

If it were anyone else, wearing her clothes wouldn’t have been a big deal. Even sharing a bed wouldn’t have stirred any thoughts in her.

But this was Song Qingyi.

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