mesbooks Chapter 90 Wife's Test: Tonight, I'll reward you with a bath together.
Chapter 90 Wife's Test: Tonight, I'll reward you with a bath together.
The air seemed to have been drawn into a vacuum.
Lin Zhou stood frozen in place, feeling like a martial arts master whose pressure points had been acupunctured, unable to move a single part of his body except for his eyes.
"Put out...put out the fire?"
He repeated the two words with difficulty, his voice dry as if two pieces of rough sandpaper were rubbing together.
Looking at the woman before him, with her alluring eyes and deadly charm, Lin Zhou's mind didn't conjure up the erotic image he had expected. Instead, it instantly went wild.
Two miniature versions of "Lin Zhou" are engaged in a life-or-death showdown on the top of his head.
A little devil wearing a red bib danced and roared, his face flushed red:
"Get up! Are you even a man? Your wife's practically feeding you, and you're still here contemplating life? This is a legally married couple! They're licensed to work! If you chicken out now, how are you ever going to regain your position in the family?"
Another little angel in a white coat, however, looked serious and held onto his reason tightly:
"Calm down! You absolutely must stay calm! This is definitely a trap! It's a sting operation!"
"Think about her usual personality—arrogant, aloof, and cunning. How could she suddenly become so proactive? She's testing you! Testing whether you really have ulterior motives towards her, or whether you're just a beast who only thinks with your lower body!"
"If you pounce on her, she'll definitely slap you back and then sneer, 'Lin Zhou, you really are a pervert. You failed the test. Go sleep on the sofa!'"
Cold sweat trickled down Lin Zhou's temples.
This isn't a romantic encounter; it's a death trap!
Seeing that Lin Zhou remained motionless for a long time, standing there like a wooden stake, the allure in Su Qingge's eyes faded slightly, replaced by a hint of barely perceptible mockery.
"What? Not moving?"
She took a half step forward; although she had taken off her high heels, her queen-like aura remained undiminished.
Su Qingge reached out her hand, her slender fingertips gently resting on the second button of her collar.
It was a loose-fitting silk shirt, smooth in texture and with a pearly sheen.
"Lin Zhou, you wouldn't happen to be...?"
She deliberately dragged out the last syllable, and her fingers tightened slightly.
"Clatter".
A slight, crisp sound.
The button is undone.
The neckline instantly loosened, revealing her collarbone, which had been completely covered. Her skin was dazzlingly white, and the delicate hollows of her collarbone seemed to still retain the moisture from her recent shower, exuding an indescribable sensuality.
Lin Zhou's pupils contracted sharply, and his Adam's apple bobbed wildly.
This woman... is she a fairy in disguise?!
Su Qingge seemed quite satisfied with his reaction, a provocative smile playing on her lips. She didn't stop; her fingertips continued sliding down, landing on the third button.
"You wouldn't be... too scared, would you?"
Her voice was soft, yet it was like a thorn, precisely piercing Lin Zhou's dignity as a man.
Or perhaps...
Su Qingge tilted her head slightly, a pitiful look appearing in her eyes, though it seemed like she was faking it no matter how you looked at it:
"You actually... dislike me?"
"Does he dislike me because I've had children? Does he dislike me because I'm too old? Or does he dislike me because my figure isn't good enough for the talented Lin?"
boom--!
The string of "reason" in Lin Zhou's mind snapped completely under these three consecutive questions.
dislike?
How could anyone in this world dare to look down on Su Qingge?
How blind would their eyes be?
"Su Qingge, don't provoke me!"
Lin Zhou took a deep breath and suddenly raised his head.
At this moment, the hesitation and entanglement in his eyes vanished, replaced by two blazing flames.
It's a kind of wildness that bounces back after being driven to the brink of despair.
"In my life, Lin Zhou will eat anything, but never suffer a loss! I'm afraid of everything, but never of being provoked!"
He ripped off the apron with a bear pattern from his waist and threw it hard onto the sofa.
"Snapped!"
His movements were graceful and his momentum was overwhelming.
"Dislike you? I wouldn't even dare to dream of such a thing!"
Lin Zhou strode up to Su Qingge, the distance between them instantly disappearing. He lowered his head, glaring fiercely at this reckless woman, and said through gritted teeth:
"Fine! Since you insist on playing with fire, I'll play along to the end!"
"Whoever backs down is a little dog!"
"Let's go take a shower!"
After saying that, he didn't give Su Qingge a chance to react at all. He reached out and grabbed her slender waist, pushing her towards the bathroom with a tragic and heroic air of facing death.
Su Qingge was taken aback by his sudden domineering attitude, then a triumphant smile flashed in her eyes.
This guy, as expected, can't handle being provoked.
but……
Seeing Lin Zhou's hands trembling with nervousness, yet he tried to appear calm, Su Qingge found him strangely endearing.
"Fine, let's go then. Who's afraid of who?"
She gave a soft hum and obediently followed his steps, even deliberately leaning her weight on him to make their contact even closer.
The master bedroom bathroom at Genting Manor is ridiculously large.
Pushing open the frosted glass door, a wave of humid heat hits you, mixed with the rich scent of roses.
In the very center, the enormous round bathtub, large enough to accommodate three or four people bathing at the same time, was now filled with hot water. A thick layer of red rose petals floated on the surface, swaying gently with the ripples, creating a particularly enchanting scene.
The dim yellow light from the wall lamps shone on the water, refracting an ambiguous halo.
Lin Zhou stood by the bathtub, looking at the pool of "bathwater" that had obviously been carefully prepared, and his last bit of hope was shattered.
This woman is serious.
She really had this planned all along!
"How's it going? Are you satisfied with the atmosphere?"
Su Qingge walked to his side, reached out to test the water temperature, then turned around, leaned against the sink, and looked at Lin Zhou with a leisurely air.
Her makeup had long since been removed, leaving her bare-faced, yet she was still breathtakingly beautiful. The dampness on her cheeks gave them a rosy glow.
Lin Zhou swallowed hard, feeling that the temperature in the bathroom was a bit high, making him want to take off his clothes.
"I'm...satisfied."
He stammered a reply, unsure where to look.
Looking at a bathtub? That's too exciting.
Looking at my wife? Even more exciting.
"Since you're satisfied..."
Su Qingge smiled slightly, slowly raised her hand, and placed it on the drawstring of her loungewear pants.
Her movements were very slow, as slow as if she were watching a movie at 0.5x speed.
Long, slender fingers gently hooked the thin ribbon, applying a little force.
It's over.
Her pants instantly sagged and hung precariously on her hips.
Lin Zhou's breath caught in his throat. His eyes widened like saucers. He instinctively wanted to turn away, but he was held back by a magnet and couldn't look away.
Su Qingge's smile deepened as she looked at his pathetic state.
She didn't rush to undress; instead, she stopped, raised her eyelids, and looked at Lin Zhou with a half-smile, her tone flippant yet tinged with provocation:
"What are you standing there for?"
"Didn't we say we'd shower together?"
"Then... you should take your clothes off first?"