At the military's group wedding, my best friend and I swapped husbands.

Chapter 51 Help Me Take a Bath

"A little," Bai Si'an didn't deny it, "maybe because there were too many activities today."

"Let me see!" Lin Weiwei said without waiting for a reply, pulling him into his house. "It's definitely split open. You're always causing trouble even when you're injured! Come on, let's go to your house, I'll take a look at your wound."

The two went to Bai Si'an's house, went inside, and turned on the lights.

Lin Weiwei carefully unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the gauze wrapped inside.

Sure enough, a hint of fresh blood was faintly visible through the edge of the gauze.

"I knew it!" Lin Weiwei was both angry and anxious. "Wait, I'll go get the first-aid kit and repackage it."

Take out the first-aid kit, disinfect it again, apply the medicine, and bandage it.

Lin Weiwei's technique was more skillful this time, but she was still clumsy.

Bai Si sat quietly, letting her do as she pleased.

After bandaging it up, Lin Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief: "All done. Be careful these next few days, don't exert yourself, and don't get it wet."

She frowned, remembering something. "By the way, how are you going to take a shower tonight? You can't move your right hand, it must be inconvenient for you."

Bai Si'an looked up at her, his gaze behind his glasses calm and unwavering, and his tone delivered a bombshell as if it were the most natural thing in the world:

"You wash it for me."

Lin Weiwei: "...Huh?"

Bai Si'an remained expressionless, even adjusting his glasses again, as if he wasn't talking about asking for help with a bath, but rather discussing what grade of cement to use for building the wall tomorrow.

"I can't move my right hand, and it's inconvenient for me to wash my back with my left hand. The wound can't get wet."

He stated the objective difficulties, then looked at Lin Weiwei, his eyes even carrying a hint of helplessness and self-righteousness typical of an injured person, "You're my wife, if you don't help me, who will?"

Lin Weiwei was rendered speechless by his logic, her face flushing red and then pale. She pointed at him and said, "You...you're playing tricks!"

Bai Si'an looked completely innocent: "What tricks would I play? This is the actual situation."

He paused, lowered his voice, and even showed a rare hint of vulnerability, "I was covered in sweat and dust, it was sticky and uncomfortable. I just took a quick shower, it'll be over soon."

Lin Weiwei looked at his forehead, which was glistening with sweat, and the edge of the bandage peeking out from his shirt collar. Her heart softened, and her embarrassment and annoyance dissipated.

Thinking about it again, he really did get injured today while fixing the toilet, and he wrote that self-criticism because of them...

She gritted her teeth and stubbornly declared, "Fine, I'll wash it! Who's afraid of who!"

After saying that, her ears turned bright red.

Lin Weiwei forced herself to remain calm and instructed, "You...you go and fetch the hot water first, I'll go get a basin and towels."

Bai Si'an obediently got up, picked up the thermos from the corner with his left hand, and then took the washbasin.

Lin Weiwei took out a clean towel and a change of clothes from the cabinet.

The shower area was in a corner of the room, simply separated by an old bed sheet.

Baisian mixed hot water with cold water and tested the temperature.

Lin Weiwei, with her back to him, took several deep breaths before turning around and saying stiffly, "Take off your clothes."

Bai Si'an saw her expression of facing death with a faint smile in his eyes.

He unbuttoned the remaining buttons with one hand and slowly pulled down his shirt, revealing his upper body wrapped in bandages.

Then he reached out to unbuckle his belt.

Lin Weiwei quickly turned around: "You...you take off your pants yourself!"

There was a rustling sound behind me, along with the soft clinking of belt buckles.

After a while, Bai Si'an's voice rang out: "All done."

Lin Weiwei prepared herself mentally before slowly turning back.

Bai Si'an was already standing by the basin with his back to her, wearing only a pair of military green shorts.

Under the dim light, the lines of his shoulders and back were smooth and strong, with the bandage on his right shoulder looking somewhat out of place.

The rising steam blurred the boundaries.

She picked up a towel, soaked it in hot water, wrung it out until it was half dry, and then, holding her breath, gently wiped his back.

The skin is warm and the muscles are firm.

Through the towel, she could clearly feel the indentation of the spine and the shape of the shoulder blades with her fingers.

The movements were very gentle and careful, avoiding the area being bandaged.

No one spoke.

The only sounds were the rustling of towels wiping skin and the somewhat disordered breathing of the two people.

Lin Weiwei was extremely nervous at first, and her fingers were stiff.

But as he wiped, his attention was involuntarily drawn to the body beneath his hands.

His back was broad, but his waist was narrow. His muscles were well-proportioned and powerful, not in an exaggerated way, but rather the lean and sturdy build honed by years of labor and technical work.

Sweat mixed with dust was wiped away, revealing a skin that was originally light in color, and it shone with a moist glow under the light.

Her face was burning hot, and her heart was pounding like a drum.

This was more...more direct than the last kiss.

Bai Si'an had his back to her, and his body was slightly tense.

She could feel the subtle undulations in his back muscles as she moved.

His left hand, hanging by his side, unconsciously curled its fingers.

A simple wipe was completed quickly.

Lin Weiwei changed the basin of water and gestured for him to turn around and wipe the front.

Bai Si'an turned around.

Under the light, the outline of his chest was fully displayed before her eyes.

His collarbones were clearly defined, his pectoral muscles were firm, and his abdominal muscles tucked down into his waistband.

Water droplets slid down the grooves of the skin.

He took off his glasses, and his gaze was less distant than usual, looking at her more deeply and directly.

Lin Weiwei paused, her hand holding the towel still, unsure where to look, her cheeks burning red.

Looking at her flushed ears and sparkling eyes, Bai Si'an suddenly asked in a low voice, "Are you satisfied?"

Lin Weiwei snapped out of her daze and glared at him: "Wh...what do you mean by 'satisfied' or 'not satisfied'! Hurry up and finish wiping yourself before going to sleep!" She shoved the towel haphazardly into his left hand, "Wipe the front yourself!"

After saying that, she rushed out of the small cubicle almost simultaneously, leaned against the wall by the door, panting heavily, her heart pounding, and her face so hot it could fry an egg.

A faint sound of water came from the cubicle, along with a very low, suppressed chuckle from Bai Si'an.

Lin Weiwei buried her face in her hands.

This Bai Si'an... he seems dull, but he's really cunning!