C292 My Good Friend Is Here Where Is Your Boyfriend?

"What, I need to take a bath now?" Lin Dong's eyes widened in surprise.

He hadn't expected that upon his arrival, Zhang Xinrui would request such a thing from him. It was completely unexpected.

"Hurry up, we're on a tight schedule. Hand over your clothes!" Zhang Xinrui was already reaching to strip Lin Dong of his garments as she spoke.

Startled, Lin Dong stepped back. "Ms. Zhang, let's not be hasty. I'm willing to help you with whatever you need, but I draw the line there! I'm not that kind of guy!"

"What are you thinking? I just need you to pretend to be my boyfriend!" she retorted.

"Last time, when you came to the family gathering with me, I accidentally shared the photos on social media, and now everyone thinks I have a boyfriend."

"My best friend wants to hang out today, and she's coming over this afternoon. You need to play the part convincingly, or she'll tease me endlessly!" Zhang Xinrui's cheeks flushed as she explained.

Relieved by her clarification, Lin Dong relaxed and cleared his throat. "Alright, I'll wash up on my own."

With that, he headed toward the shower.

Zhang Xinrui's apartment was a cozy one-bedroom with a sensible layout. The bathroom, partitioned by frosted glass, was stocked with bathing essentials—all of which seemed to be women's products. Lin Dong even noticed a pink razor. Did Zhang Xinrui shave?

He pondered briefly before dismissing the thought and focusing on the task at hand. Stripping down, he stepped into the shower.

The water cascaded over Lin Dong, drenching his hair. He slicked it back, letting the stream wash away the grime and the faint stench from the dingy alley he'd passed through earlier. It was a welcome chance for a thorough cleanse.

Lin Dong picked up Zhang Xinrui's shower gel and began to use it.

Outside the shower.

Zhang Xinrui's cheeks were flushed with embarrassment.

She hadn't taken into account the presence of men when decorating the room, so the frosted glass was less opaque than ideal.

Zhang Xinrui desperately wanted to look away, but for some reason, she found herself unable to control her gaze, fixated on the steamy silhouette of Lin Dong, barely visible through the glass.

At that moment, Lin Dong grabbed Zhang Xinrui's washcloth and started to scrub.

Zhang Xinrui's face turned an even deeper shade of red.

Such a personal item had never been touched by any man before, not even her father.

And yet, here it was in Lin Dong's hands.

A peculiar sensation surged within Zhang Xinrui, a mix of shyness and excitement...

"Ding-dong!"

The doorbell rang abruptly.

Startled, Zhang Xinrui hurried to the door and peered through the peephole before swinging it open. "Xiaoqing, how did you get here so fast!?"

Standing at the threshold was a striking girl in a white batwing shirt, a casual black skirt, with her long hair cascading over her shoulders.

Her beauty was comparable to Zhang Xinrui's, with sparkling eyes and a bright smile, though she seemed more vivacious.

Responding to Zhang Xinrui's question, the girl looped an arm around Zhang Xinrui's neck and teased, "What's wrong, not happy to see me? Did I interrupt something between you and your boyfriend? Speaking of which, where is he? Is he around?"

Xiaoqing's gaze wandered into the house.

She instantly noticed the bathroom across from the entrance, where someone was using a washcloth behind the semi-transparent glass.

The room was filled with drifting steam, and Xiaoqing was instantly mesmerized.