A pampered young lady from a wealthy family is reborn, choosing a rich wife over a rich man.

Meng Zhixue shooed Zhou Yu to the balcony and hid under the covers to wash herself.

But soon, she ran into trouble.

Washing your face is the simplest thing.

It's fine to wash your arms and chest; as long as you bend over slightly, you don't have to worry about the damp towel getting your clothes wet.

It's a bit of a hassle to put on and take off your pants under the covers with one hand, but it's manageable.

The only problem was that her back was difficult to clean. She couldn't clean her back with only one hand without getting her clothes wet, and she was almost out of energy...

It seems that Zhou Yu can only be "summoned"?

Anyway... since my front has already been completely exposed, it's not a bad idea to ask him to help me wipe my back, right?

She openly showed off her back in bikinis and backless dresses, so what was she embarrassed about? She really had no choice but to use someone as a tool.

Many thoughts raced through Meng Zhixue's mind. Skillfully reassuring herself, she whispered, "Zhou Yu..."

Zhou Yu, who was gazing at the night view, hurried into the ward: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, it's... I can't reach my back." Meng Zhixue bit her lip, covered herself with the blanket, turned her back to him, and said, "Could you wipe my back for me?"

She didn't ask if it was okay; she knew it was definitely possible.

really……

Zhou Yu seemed stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "Okay."

If his voice wasn't so hoarse, she might feel more at ease.

Meng Zhixue hunched over slightly, hugging the blanket to her chest, her face almost buried in the blanket.

She heard a "drip-drip" sound, the sound of hands wringing out water from a towel.

Then, a warm towel was placed on her back, making her feel comfortable as her pores opened up, but she couldn't help but tremble slightly.

There was another sound of water, and a warm towel was applied to my skin again.

It should be healed soon; two applications should be enough.

Meng Zhixue thought to herself.

It's indeed over.

She heard the sound of the towel being thrown into the basin of water, and maybe some water splashed onto the floor.

But before she could even catch her breath, just as she was about to pull her clothes down to cover her back, she suddenly felt a warm and wet hand probing forward along her left ribcage, followed by a tightness in her chest.

The man's hand, which had just been rubbing her back, suddenly crossed the line, gripping her tightly, even squeezing her hand with his fingers.

"Zhou Yu!" Meng Zhixue exclaimed in surprise, her whole body stiffening.

The man's palms were very hot, because they had just been soaked in hot water; the heat was noticeably higher than normal body temperature, and its presence was astonishing.

Meng Zhixue froze completely.

The self-comforting notions I had before, such as "bikini" and "backless dress," instantly crumbled.

It wasn't about what clothes she wore at all; it was the feeling of being controlled and manipulated that made her tremble uncontrollably.

Even more deadly is...

Perhaps it was because she had been soaking in the cold river water for too long, but she actually felt quite comfortable and liked the temperature.

I even felt it could be hotter.

Meng Zhixue closed her eyes tightly and covered her face with the blanket in shame.

"Zhou Yu... loosen your grip first." She spoke muffledly under the covers, her voice weak from the fever, sounding almost like a plea for help.

Zhou Yu didn't say whether it was good or bad.

He had unbuttoned his shirt at some point, and his strong chest pressed against hers. Carefully avoiding her left hand with the IV drip attached, he pulled her into his arms from behind, enveloping her in his warmth.

His breath was heavy and hot, landing on the top of her head.

His hand did not retreat because of her resistance; instead, it took advantage of her resistance, slowly extending and tightening.

The force was neither too light nor too heavy, but it was incredibly agonizing, making you wish he would just give you a quick and painless end.

Meng Zhixue closed her eyes tightly in embarrassment.

The ward was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; the only sound she could hear was her breathing mingling with Zhou Yu's.

Suddenly the door lock was turned, as if someone was about to come in.

Meng Zhixue's heart tightened, and she suddenly opened her eyes, looking nervously toward the door.

The good news is: the door was locked from the inside.

The bad news was that after discovering the door was locked from the inside, the person outside angrily kicked the wooden door, followed by a series of urgent knocks and the person's furious shouts.

"Zhou Yu, open the door! I know you're in there!"

It is Xie Lingfeng.

Meng Zhixue quickly grabbed Zhou Yu's hand, lowering her voice urgently, "Xie Lingfeng is here! Let go quickly, what if he sees us..."

"So what if he saw?" Zhou Yu not only didn't let go, but instead pulled him even closer, resting his chin on her shoulder. "It's not like he hasn't touched her before, so why can't I?"

Meng Zhixue was taken aback, her movements freezing: "Huh?"

"That night when we were camping on the mountaintop, you got so angry with him that you came out of the tent because he messed with you here, right?" Zhou Yu's voice was low and magnetic, and his hand movements became more malicious. "Although you rubbed your chest very lightly, I saw it."

Meng Zhixue: "..."

She turned to look at him in astonishment, her almond-shaped eyes filled with panic and helplessness at having her secret exposed.

That night, she was indeed bitten through her clothes by that pervert Xie Lingfeng. It hurt a little, but she was very careful when she rubbed it. Little did she know that Zhou Yu had seen it all.

She didn't speak, but her eyes said it all.

Seeing her like this, Zhou Yu snorted softly.

Xie Lingfeng, and Feng Tingyun who appeared today... So, he's the only one who hasn't seen or tasted the sweetness yet?

Hearing Xie Lingfeng's increasingly irritable voice outside the door, which he was trying to keep low because he was in the hospital, he suddenly felt like he should go even further.

"Baby, if others can do it, so can I, right?" Zhou Yu asked, his voice sounding a little frustrated, even aggrieved.

Meng Zhixue: "No, please don't..."

But before she could finish speaking, she felt a chill on her chest, followed by a heat.

She looked down in a panic, only to see a head of jet-black hair and a man's handsome profile.

What she felt was his warm lips and tongue.

"Ugh..." Meng Zhixue gripped the bed sheet tightly, her face flushed red as if it were about to explode.

Outside the door came Xie Lingfeng's dissatisfied shouts, while inside, Zhou Yu was almost out of control, invading her.

Every time Xie Lingfeng knocked on the door from the outside, her heart trembled, fearing that the door could not withstand his ravages.

But Zhou Yu seemed not to hear the knocking. Instead of restraining himself, he became even more unscrupulous, as if he had been provoked.

He did it on purpose.

But does Xie Lingfeng know what's happening inside the door, or what Zhou Yu is doing to her?

The moment this thought popped into Meng Zhixue's head, the extreme sense of immorality and shame made her mind even more confused and helpless.

Her only consolation was that it was a private room, and no one could see her once the door was closed.

Wait, no.

Why is this a private room?!

If it were a multi-person ward, Zhou Yu wouldn't dare treat her like this in front of outsiders, would he?

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Oh my god, I just realized I received 92.83 yuan in tips in the backend! Almost 100 yuan already! This story didn't do very well, but you guys have all been so kind to me. Thank you all, love you all!

Although this is all the drafts I have left, I'll still add more!