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Actually, he admired his own self-restraint as he’d always held back from making a move on her.

Jun Wuxian, still holding the ointment, didn’t put it down but instead asked, "Can you see it yourself?"

Upon hearing this, Xun Qingqing sat up straight and turned to glance at her lower back, moving slightly too abruptly, which caused the water in the tub to slosh loudly.

She couldn’t see the injury on her lower back at all, let alone apply ointment to it.

She lifted her head to look at the screen and saw a slender shadow cast upon it, which made her feel somewhat nervous.

"What should we do?"

Jun Wuxian said, "I’ll help you."

Xun Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and by the time she reacted, her face had already turned beet red.

"...You’ll help me?"

"Yes, after you dress.

As Xun Qingqing stared at the shadow on the screen, her heart raced up to her throat. Was he planning to wait until she finished bathing?

Although separated by a screen, one could still see the shadows, as if seeing each other in person.

She bathed with careful caution, trying not to make any noise with the water, but no matter how careful she was, there would still be sound.

Jun Wuxian sensed something was amiss and asked through the screen, "Qingqing, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Xun Qingqing paused in her wiping, immediately shaking her head, "No, I’m not uncomfortable."

Jun Wuxian was puzzled, "Why do I hear no sound at all?"

No wonder Jun Wuxian was puzzled; everyone knows that when bathing, it’s impossible not to make any water noises at all. Even a casual wash would continuously create splashes.

"I’m done," Xun Qingqing said nervously, and in an effort to relieve her embarrassment, she hastily stopped washing and stood up, stirring up a lot of water and making a continuous "splash" sound.

Xun Qingqing realized she had gotten up too quickly, and her first instinct was to look up at the screen; the slender shadow on it stood still and didn’t react to the sound of the water at all.

She secretly sighed in relief and, after stepping out of the tub, picked up a clean towel and began to dry herself off, occasionally glancing at the screen. She couldn’t shake the feeling that Jun Wuxian was watching her.

Jun Wuxian stood upright, the picture of a graceful gentleman, but his gaze remained fixed on the shadow on the screen. The silhouette was graceful and sinuous, its curves quite exquisite.

Actually, he admired his own self-restraint; he had spent countless days and nights with Xun Qingqing, always holding himself back from making any advances.

After nervously getting dressed, Xun Qingqing emerged from behind the screen with flushed cheeks. Seeing Jun Wuxian, whom she was now very familiar with, still made her shy.

"Axian."

Jun Wuxian looked at Xun Qingqing’s rosy cheeks, cleared his throat twice, and said, "Go lay down on the bed."

"Okay." Xun Qingqing walked to the bed, took off her shoes, and lay down on it, with her face turned inward, away from Jun Wuxian, which made her feel less embarrassed.

Jun Wuxian, watching her actions, smiled and sat down on the bed.

Compared to Xun Qingqing’s embarrassment, Jun Wuxian felt it was nothing to be embarrassed about. After all, she was his wife, and there was no harm in seeing her.

He lifted Xun Qingqing’s clothes, revealing a section of her pale lower back. Lifting it a bit more, he could see her delicate waist, barely enough to hold.

On the pale skin of her lower back, there was a dark bruise, deep in color.

As Jun Wuxian lifted the hem of her clothes, Xun Qingqing’s heart pounded like a frightened deer, feeling nervous and bashful. Because she couldn’t see him, her senses were heightened.

Jun Wuxian dipped his fingers into the ointment and gently applied it to the bruised area, his motions tender and careful, and he didn’t forget to ask, "Does it hurt?"

Xun Qingqing shook her head, "It doesn’t hurt."

Her focus was on the hand on her lower back. Wherever it touched felt strange. Even if it did hurt, she ignored the sensation.

This was probably their first time being so intimately close.

After Jun Wuxian finished applying the ointment, he stared at the bruise for a while, then let her clothing fall back into place.

"It’s my fault for not protecting you well. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have been hurt."

Xun Qingqing sat up and looked at Jun Wuxian, "How can you blame yourself? I bumped into something because I wasn’t careful. I’ll be wiser next time and it won’t happen again."

Jun Wuxian stared at Xun Qingqing’s flushed face for a moment. She smelled faintly of flowers after her bath, as if tempting him.

He reached out with his long fingers and pinched her cheek, which was a bit hot to the touch, "When will you change this habit of blushing?"

Xun Qingqing was aware that she blushed easily, but it was something she couldn’t control.

"What’s the matter? Don’t you like it?"

Jun Wuxian smiled, "How could I not like a woman’s coy shyness?"