Lin Xingzhu had a slightly unusual expression.
She wasn't made of wood, so of course she could feel that Bai Xiying was not even trying to hide her touch.
She followed Bai Xiying with her gaze, watching her naturally gather the ointment, close the medical kit, and casually put it away in a place that wouldn't be in the way, all without a hint of guilt.
It was as if she had just casually brushed against something.
Thinking this, Lin Xingzhu felt a bit of warmth in the places Bai Xiying had touched. She pursed her lips, her gaze flickering for a moment.
But when she glanced at the time on her locked phone, Lin Xingzhu hesitated, swallowing back her question, and said calmly, "Go wash up. I'll find you a set of pajamas."
She could skip work, but Bai Xiying still needed to get up early the next day.
Bai Xiying nodded and reminded her, "By the way, I have a habit when I sleep, so you don't need to find me a bra."
Lin Xingzhu, who was bending down to look for clothes: "..."
Selecting some clean clothes, Lin Xingzhu said composedly, "They're all clean. You can go wash up now."
Bai Xiying took a glance and, sure enough, there was no bra among the three-piece set.
She smiled and reached out to take them.
The sound of running water echoed, and Lin Xingzhu lay on the bed, a bit lost in thought.
But when Bai Xiying came out, she returned to normal.
Her gaze was restrained, not wandering, and her voice was particularly gentle in the quiet night: "It's getting late; let's sleep."
Soon, someone lay down beside her, Bai Xiying's scent mingling with another familiar smell, creating a heart-pounding sense of restlessness.
Lin Xingzhu suppressed her thoughts and turned off the bedside lamp.
The room fell into darkness.
The next day, daylight broke.
Lin Xingzhu woke up early, made breakfast for three, and after Bai Xiying got up and finished eating, she watched her leave, then turned her gaze back to the sofa, quietly waiting for Jiang Yeying to get up.
Last night, the police had arrived just in time; the people from the bar outside their 25th-floor room were about to break in. Even though Lin Xingzhu had shaken off her pursuers from the 18th floor, the commotion had likely already been caught on surveillance.
Fortunately, Lin Xingzhu had taken precautions before coming; her phone's location had never been turned off, so the police arrived promptly.
At that time, Jiang Yeying was okay; aside from being a bit startled, she didn't seem seriously harmed. But Xie Yunya wasn't so lucky—she was drenched in cold sweat, reportedly forced to take some kind of drug.
After leaving the building, Xie Yunya was sent to the hospital, while Lin Xingzhu took Jiang Yeying to the police station to make a basic statement before driving back home.
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After Transmigrating into a book, I Was Played By a Black Lotus
RomanceDisclaimer~ I do not claim ownership of this story. It has only been translated and polished for reading here. Lin Xingzhu has been transmigrated into a Book. She found herself in an action romance novel as the cannon fodder coveting the main charac...