The System Forces Me to Be a Casanova: My Mission Is to Woo the Three Realms

There was only one bed and a round table in the room. When the landlady brought us hot water, she gave us a knowing look, making Su Qingyao's cheeks turn even redder.

“I'll go wash up first.” Su Qingyao grabbed a change of clothes and hurried into the bathroom as if fleeing.

Hearing the sound of running water from the bathroom, my heartbeat began to race again despite my best efforts. I shook my head and cursed myself for being so hopeless.

When Su Qingyao came out after her bath, she had changed into a clean white nightgown. Her long, damp hair hung over her shoulders, dotted with water droplets. She seemed less aloof than usual and more gentle and lovely.

I stared at her, momentarily lost in a daze.

“What are you looking at?” Su Qingyao said, a little embarrassed by my gaze.

“N-nothing.” I quickly looked away, my cheeks burning.

She came over to me and picked up the medicine bottle. “Take off your clothes. I'll change your dressing.”

I did as she asked and took off my shirt, revealing my bandaged shoulder. She carefully unwound the bandage, moving gently as if afraid of hurting me.