After swapping bodies, I became a domineering CEO in a melodramatic novel.

Chapter 263 Your Heart Is Beating So Fast

Yu Yuetong's heart skipped a beat. She wanted to say something, but was startled by Qin Reng's sudden movement.

"What are you doing?"

"What else can I do?" Qin Reng stood up, supporting himself against the headboard. "I need to take a shower. I can't exactly ask you to shower for me, can I?"

Yu Yuetong's face flushed red instantly: "You!"

"What," Qin Reng raised an eyebrow, "you want to help?"

"Dream on!" Yu Yuetong turned to leave.

“Hey,” Qin Reng called out to her, “help me get my pajamas.”

Yu Yuetong angrily pulled out her pajamas and threw them at him before turning to leave. Just before she went out, she heard Qin Reng's smiling voice behind her: "Thank you."

She paused for a moment, but without turning around, she gently closed the door.

Yu Yuetong returned to the living room, Qin Reng's "thank you" still echoing in her mind. It was the first time he had ever thanked her, and his voice carried a tenderness she had never heard before.

Just then, a loud "bang" came from the bathroom, followed by Qin Reng's scream.

"Qin Reng!" Yu Yuetong rushed to the bathroom door. "Are you alright?"

"Damn it!" came Qin Reng's voice through gritted teeth from inside. "I fell down!"

Yu Yuetong stamped her feet anxiously: "Wait here, I'm coming in!"

"You dare!" Qin Reng's voice was filled with panic. "I'm not wearing anything!"

"This is my body, okay!" Yu Yuetong shouted, her face flushed. "If you fall again, let's see how you explain this to the company!"

There was a few seconds of silence in the bathroom.

"...Come in." Qin Reng relented, his voice full of helplessness.

Yu Yuetong pushed open the door and saw Qin Reng—or rather, her own body—sitting awkwardly in the bathtub, his wet hair plastered to his face, his pajamas soaked through.

Why are you taking a shower with your clothes on?

"I can't just stand here naked!" Qin Reng retorted angrily. "This is your body!"

Yu Yuetong was both amused and exasperated: "So you just washed it with your clothes on?"

"My eyes were closed!" Qin Reng protested, "and then my foot slipped and I fell..."

Yu Yuetong sighed and reached out to pull him up: "You'll catch a cold if you keep going like this."

Qin Reng stood up, but stumbled due to the pain in his ankle and fell headfirst into Yu Yuetong's arms. The distance between them instantly closed, their breaths mingling.

"I...I'm sorry." Qin Reng tried to stand up straight in a panic, but Yu Yuetong supported him.

"Don't move," Yu Yuetong's voice was a little tense, "you'll fall if you do that."

The two remained locked in this stalemate, neither daring to move. Water droplets dripped from Qin Reng's hair, landing on Yu Yuetong's clothes. The bathroom was filled with the scent of shower gel, mingled with their rapid breathing.

"Let me help you take off your clothes," Yu Yuetong said softly, "otherwise you'll really catch a cold."

"You..." Qin Reng's voice trembled slightly, "Turn around."

"it is good."

Yu Yuetong turned around and heard rustling sounds behind her. Her heart was pounding, and her face was burning. It was her own body, so why was she so nervous?

"Alright," Qin Reng's voice came.

Yu Yuetong turned around and saw that he had already wrapped himself in a bath towel. His soaked pajamas were tossed aside, revealing his fair shoulders.

"I...I can do it myself," Qin Reng said, head down.

"Are you sure?" Yu Yuetong raised an eyebrow. "I'm afraid you'll fall again in the next bit, looking like this."

Qin Reng bit his lip: "Then...you shouldn't look."

"I already told you this is my own body!" Yu Yuetong couldn't help but laugh. "Why are you even more shy than me?"

"You!" Qin Reng looked up, furious and embarrassed, only to see a smile flickering in Yu Yuetong's eyes. Those were his own eyes, yet they had never shown such a tender expression before.

He suddenly felt his heart skip a beat.

Yu Yuetong picked up the showerhead and adjusted the water temperature: "Turn around, I'll help you rinse your hair."

Qin Reng hesitated for a moment, then obediently turned around. Warm water washed over his hair, and he closed his eyes slightly. Yu Yuetong's fingers ran through his hair, gently massaging his scalp with unexpected tenderness.

"Do you usually wash your hair like this?" Qin Reng couldn't help but ask.

"Hmm," Yu Yuetong said, rubbing her hair intently. "You need to take good care of your hair, otherwise it will easily get tangled."

"No wonder your hair is so smooth," Qin Reng murmured.

Yu Yuetong paused for a moment: "Are you praising yourself?"

"I was praising you!" Qin Reng retorted subconsciously, but then realized he was wrong and shut his mouth in annoyance.

Yu Yuetong chuckled softly and continued rinsing his hair. The bathroom fell silent, save for the sound of running water. Qin Reng could feel Yu Yuetong's breath on the back of his neck, and a strange unease crept over him.

"Okay." Yu Yuetong turned off the shower and took a towel to dry his hair.

"I can do it myself." Qin Reng tried to take the towel.

"Don't move," Yu Yuetong pressed his hand down, "You're injured now."

Qin Reng stood frozen in place, letting Yu Yuetong dry his hair. He could see Yu Yuetong's serious expression in the mirror—it was his own face, but with a tenderness he had never felt before.

“You know what,” Yu Yuetong said while drying her hair, “I never thought I would be washing my own hair one day.”

"I never thought I'd be serving myself one day," Qin Reng muttered.

Yu Yuetong laughed: "That sounds strange."

Qin Reng's face flushed red instantly: "Don't think such things!"

"I wasn't thinking anything," Yu Yuetong blinked innocently. "You're the one who's overthinking it, aren't you?"

Qin Reng turned around, enraged and embarrassed: "You—"

He turned so suddenly that his foot slipped, and he was about to fall again. Yu Yuetong reacted quickly and grabbed his waist, instantly closing the distance between them.

When their eyes met, time seemed to stand still.

Qin Reng could clearly see himself reflected in Yu Yuetong's eyes—no, it was her. Those eyes reflected her soul.

"Your heart is beating so fast," Yu Yuetong suddenly said.

Qin Reng then realized that he was pressed tightly against Yu Yuetong's chest, and that the heartbeat of this body was indeed incredibly fast.

"It's all because of you!" he said angrily.

"Because of what?" Yu Yuetong's voice lowered, carrying a hint of danger.

Qin Reng suddenly realized how intimate their position was and frantically tried to push Yu Yuetong away: "You, you let go of me!"

"I won't let go." Yu Yuetong tightened her arms. "You can't even stand steadily now, I'm afraid you'll fall."

"I won't fall!"

"Really?" Yu Yuetong let go of her hand.

Qin Reng lost his balance and stumbled. Yu Yuetong immediately hugged him again, this time even tighter than before.

"See?" Yu Yuetong's voice was laced with laughter. "What did I tell you?"

Qin Reng bit his lip in embarrassment and anger. Damn it, why is this woman so annoying! It's his body, yet she makes him feel so powerless.

“Your face is so red,” Yu Yuetong suddenly said.