Bai Yiran stood under the shower head washing her hair. Her shower routine always started with washing her hair. And her way of washing it was quite unladylike, bending forward with her hair flipped over, covering her eyes.
The sound of rushing water made her unable to hear the sounds outside, but she vaguely felt as if someone had come in.
She lifted her head abruptly, and the shampoo foam in her hair stuck to her face, with the irritating suds making their way into Bai Yiran's eyes.
"Ouch!" Without thinking about anything else, Bai Yiran instinctively sought out water, but her body uncontrollably leaned backward.
Leng Yichen was quick to act, and with a swift motion of his long arm, Bai Yiran's body landed steadily in his embrace.
Her eyes were still stinging, and the foam in her hair continued to invade her eyes.
"Don't move." Leng Yichen's deep voice stopped Bai Yiran's restless little hands. One arm embracing her, the other began to gently wash her hair and eyes.
