She thought that she was afraid of the unknown. She didn't know what was in store for her. She was nervous about where things would go from there, and she guessed hiding in the bathroom helped her to avoid her fears as long as possible.

So, as Qian Meng hid, she groomed herself in pretty much every way one could imagine. She unnecessarily shaved her legs, although skipping her already waxed girly bits. She meticulously scrubbed every inch of her body. Qian Meng shampooed and conditioned her hair, and then used the blow dryer to dry and fluff it once getting out of the shower. Qian Meng washed her face, put on deodorant, and brushed her teeth… twice.

She wasn't sure what to expect as far as Mo Qingchen wanting to have sex that night, but she did want to be prepared in the event that he did. Although it was an unconventional situation, she still had enough self-worth to want to look her best if he may see her naked for the first time. She knew she would be less nervous if she was confident in her appearance.

He had seen bits and pieces of her, but if he was her in all her glory. She didn't know how to cope with that. What if he didn't like what he saw?

She didn't want him to regret her decision.

After completing all of that, she started to get antsy. Qian Meng still wasn't ready to go out and meet her fate. So, she looked around the bathroom, trying to think of more things to do to occupy herself.

She began a whole new round of compulsive and unnecessary rituals.

She tweezed her already maintained eyebrows, filed her already manicured nails, straightened her hair that had already been smoothed down by the blow dryer (she should have done the usual and waited for her hair to dry naturally), and applied lotion to her whole body which was still pruned from standing under the hot water for too long.

And then she brushed her teeth again. It was all rather redundant.

Sighing with the acceptance that her appearance was as good as it was going to get, she shoved everything back into her cosmetic bag. Qian Meng then took a step back and turned to look at the reflection of her naked body in the full-length mirror that was attached to the backside of the bathroom door. Qian Meng turned slightly from side to side, wanting to see what Mo Qingchen would see if he indeed did decide that he wanted to have sex that night. She moved her eyes up and down as she observed herself from bottom to top.

Qian Meng looked over her legs first. They were small, a tiny bit toned, but not muscular by any means. Her eyes traveled up further where her thighs turned into her hips, they were wide, providing curves to give her a feminine figure. Between her hips rested possibly her favorite feature on herself. She had been blessed to have a naturally flat and even a little bit of a toned stomach. She wasn't rocking a six-pack, but she definitely wasn't flabby at all.

Her breasts were nothing special, but they suited her just fine. Despite what Mo Qingchen said, her breasts weren't magnificently big or small. They were just average.

As she stood there and looked at herself naked, she realized that she had forgotten to bring clothes with her into the bathroom.

She cursed under her breath. How had she forgotten the clothes? She had been staying with Mo Qingchen for enough time to get into that habit. e bathroom.

The bathroom was hot from the steamy shower. She sighed and grabbed her towel, wrapping it around herself and tucking it into itself under her arms. She took one last glance at herself in the mirror, flipped her hair over her shoulder, and decided it was time to finally leave the bathroom. She had no idea how long she had been in there, but she knew it had already gone beyond the norm.

Qian Meng exited the bathroom back into the bedroom, where she found Mo Qingchen. He was sitting at the desk, illuminated by the light of the lamp next to him. He had an empty plate and a half-full champagne glass at his side. In front of him, he was writing purposefully on something. He seemed rather absorbed in it and didn't seem to even notice Qian Meng's reappearance.

"Hi," she murmured softly.

"Hey," he replied, glancing up at her just briefly before he looked back down at whatever he was doing. He quickly did a double-take, looking back up at her, taken aback.

"Are you… did you forget your clothes?" he asked.

"I did. I am not trying to seduce you," she warned, wagging a finger at him to hide her nervousness. "Are you working? I thought you wouldn't do that!"

He blinked. "Well, you were in the shower for what seemed like a year, so I started working on something." He pushed the paper aside and put his attention fully on Qian Meng.

"Yeah…" she started awkwardly. "Sorry, that took so long," she added, shifting her weight awkwardly.

"Don't worry about it. I put your food in the microwave to try and conserve some of the heat," he told her gently. She smiled. "It's almost gourmet, so don't forget to enjoy it slowly."

"You won't sit by and explain everything to me?" she asked, shocked.

His smile grew and he nodded. "I'll do it from here," he told her. "You should eat a full meal." His eyes glowed darkly.

Still hot from the shower, she decided to just remain in her towel as she went to go eat her food. She ate unceremoniously, listening to Mo Qingchen explain what was on the table.

"I'll grab a shower myself," he said. "I promise not to take as long as you, though. I don't even think I could achieve such a big feat even if I tried."

"Shut up!" she muttered, rolling her eyes.