Gu Muxue quietly snuggled closer into Lin Ruoxi's arms, her shoulder gently pressing against Lin Ruoxi's...
Lin Ruoxi's embraces were always so warm and selfless. There was no emotional burden in nestling into them, and she never asked what was wrong.
Take now, for example. The two of them had inexplicably ended up in an embrace in the bathtub, yet Lin Ruoxi hadn't expressed the slightest confusion.
Gu Muxue stole a glance at the dazed Lin Ruoxi, her peach-blossom eyes curving up slightly. 'She loved this feeling of serenity.'
Lin Ruoxi stared at the ceiling, lost in thought. "Hmm... Do you think they sell three-person bathtubs?"
Gu Muxue clapped a hand over Lin Ruoxi's mouth, her face an impossible shade of red. 'How could Lin Ruoxi ask such an outrageous question so nonchalantly?'
...
After their bath, they took turns blow-drying each other's hair.
