blenderwars Chapter 91 Lin Zhou: I am a gentleman... Could you add some bubbles?
Chapter 91 Lin Zhou: I am a gentleman... Could you add some bubbles?
"Should we...take our clothes off first?"
These two words acted like a spell, instantly sealing Lin Zhou in place.
The sheer audacity he had just displayed vanished like a punctured balloon in the face of that one casual remark, with a "whoosh" sound.
He stared at Su Qingge's slender, fair hands resting on her waistband, his Adam's apple bobbing wildly as if it were powered by a motor.
This isn't right!
According to the script, shouldn't we first have a glass of red wine, chat about life, then move from poetry and songs to the philosophy of life, and finally naturally come to the conclusion?
Who goes straight to the point right away?
This is too...too exciting!
"Um... wife."
Lin Zhou suddenly raised his hand and covered his eyes, but his fingers honestly parted a tiny bit:
"Isn't this bathroom light... a bit too bright?"
"It's so dazzling, really, it's blindingly bright."
"How about... we turn off the lights? Or leave a wall lamp on, a hazy, dreamy atmosphere is beautiful, right?"
He was genuinely a little weak.
Although he was usually incredibly good at trash talk, when it came to this kind of high-definition, uncensored real-world combat, he found that his pitiful amount of practical experience was practically nonexistent.
Su Qingge's smile deepened as she looked at his cowardly, self-deceiving appearance.
She loosened her belt, but instead of taking them off immediately, she walked barefoot towards him step by step.
In the humid heat, every step she took felt like stepping on Lin Zhou's heart.
"Turn off the lights?"
Su Qingge's voice carried a hint of mockery, and a touch of deliberate allure:
"How will you see anything if the lights are off?"
"Weren't you quite honest when you were facing the lie detector on the show yesterday?"
"What did you say? You liked my legs the most?"
She walked up to Lin Zhou, reached out, and gently pulled down his hand that was covering his eyes:
"The opportunity is right in front of you: high-definition, uncensored, exclusive, and you're afraid to watch it now?"
"Who...who wouldn't dare!"
Lin Zhou was forced to stare directly at the stunning beauty before him, his eyes darting around in a panic. In the end, he could only stare intently at the gaps in the tiles behind her, trying to decipher the secrets of architecture from within.
"This is...this is respect! Yes, respect!"
As he spoke, he uncontrollably backed away.
One step, two steps.
Until a cold sensation came from my back.
There was no way to retreat.
Those were the cold, tiled walls of the bathroom.
Su Qingge leaned in and placed her hands on either side of his body, trapping him in this small space.
Those beautiful cat eyes narrowed slightly, holding a scrutinizing yet provocative look:
"respect?"
"Lin Zhou, when did you become such a gentleman?"
Where did that murderous urge you had in the bedroom go?
Lin Zhou felt like he was suffocating.
In front of him was his vibrant and beautiful wife, and behind him was a cold and hard wall.
Ice and Fire.
He took a deep breath, making a final attempt, and pointed to the huge bathtub next to him:
"Honey, really, I'm a gentleman, the kind who can remain unmoved even with a woman in my lap."
"Um... can we talk about something?"
"What?" Su Qingge raised an eyebrow.
"Could you... add some more bubbles?"
Lin Zhou's face was sincere, even pleading:
"The water is so clear, you can see right to the bottom. I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself later, and I might do something monstrous. That would be terrible."
"After all, we need to take it slow and steady, right?"
"Pfft—"
Su Qingge finally broke down.
She rolled her eyes at him, withdrew her hand, and stood up straight.
"Promising!"
"A guy who has the desire but not the courage."
After saying that, she stopped teasing him and turned to walk towards the bathtub.
Just when Lin Zhou thought he was about to see some R-rated scene, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
Su Qingge reached out and unbuttoned her loungewear.
The clothes slipped down.
What was revealed... was actually a black one-piece swimsuit!
Although it was a swimsuit, the cut was extremely form-fitting, perfectly outlining her S-shaped curves. The back was also largely open, making her fair skin appear even more dazzling against the backdrop of the black fabric.
Lin Zhou was stunned.
"Swim...swimsuit?"
He blinked, feeling like he'd been scared half to death watching a horror movie, only to find out in the end that the ghost was just a person in disguise.
I felt relieved, but also... damn disappointed!
"Otherwise what?"
Su Qingge turned around and gave him a look that said, "Are you overthinking this?"
"You don't actually think I'm going to be completely honest with you, do you? Dream on."
"Want to see it? Maybe in your next life."
After saying that, she stretched out her long, beautiful legs and gracefully stepped into the bathtub.
The warm water instantly enveloped her body, and the red rose petals rippled on the surface, making the scene seem like a dream.
Lin Zhou stood on the shore, watching this scene, feeling like a monkey who had been played for a fool.
"Su Qingge, this is fraud!"
He angrily accused, "You're taking advantage of my naivety!"
"Stop talking nonsense."
Su Qingge leaned against the edge of the bathtub, cupped a handful of water in her hands, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, and suddenly splashed it at Lin Zhou.
"Splash—"
Warm water splashed all over my face.
Lin Zhou was caught off guard and was drenched.
Before he could even dry his face, Su Qingge reached out and grabbed his belt.
"Get down here!"
A powerful force struck.
Lin Zhou lost his balance and let out a cry of surprise:
"Holy crap! My phone! My phone's still in my pocket!"
"Thump!"
The loud splashing sound echoed in the bathroom.
Water splashed everywhere, scattering rose petals into pieces.
Lin Zhou plunged into the large bathtub, his shirt, which he hadn't had time to take off, instantly becoming soaked and clinging tightly to his body, outlining his well-defined muscles.
"Su Qingge! You murdered your husband!"
Lin Zhou popped his head out of the water, wiped his face, and shouted angrily.
"Who told you to dawdle like that?"
Su Qingge huddled at the other end of the bathtub, laughing uncontrollably, clutching a handful of rose petals in her hand, like a child who had successfully pulled off a prank.
"Since it's already wet, let's just wash it."
She kicked at the water, a few drops splashing onto Lin Zhou's face. "What? Do you want me to help you take your clothes off?"
Lin Zhou looked down at his wet clothes, then at the smiling woman opposite him.
In that instant.
All the embarrassment and tension, whether genuine or feigned, dissipated with the warm water.
"Fine, you're ruthless."
Lin Zhou gritted his teeth, decisively took off his soaking wet shirt, and casually threw it on the ground.
His muscular upper body was exposed to the air, water droplets sliding down his chest muscles and disappearing into the water.
He moved closer to Su Qingge.
The water level in the bathtub rose considerably because of the extra person, and warm water rippled between the two of them.
The atmosphere subtly changed.
The initial playfulness and humor were gradually replaced by a sticky, indescribable ambiguity as the distance between them closed.
Water vapor filled the air.
The sound of their breathing was amplified in the confined space.
Su Qingge stopped laughing.
As she watched Lin Zhou slowly approach, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes. She instinctively tried to shrink back, only to find that she was already behind the bathtub wall.
"You...you stay away."
Her voice was a bit soft and not very intimidating.
"Weren't you being quite arrogant just now? Didn't you tell me to get down?"
Lin Zhou had a smile playing on his lips, but his eyes were frighteningly deep.
He didn't do anything excessive; he simply reached out to remove a rose petal stuck to her collarbone.
however.
Underwater visibility is obstructed, coupled with misjudging distances.
When he reached out, his fingertips accidentally brushed against Su Qingge's smooth, jade-like back.
That instant.
Smooth and warm, like the finest silk.
Both of them froze at the same time.