Chapter 157: Chapter 156 You Dare to Trick Me
The two of them entered the bathhouse one after the other. At the entrance, a doorman opened the door for them. Zhang Xin turned around and said to Qu Chaozong, "Tonight, it’s on me. How about the full package?"
Qu Chaozong shrugged nonchalantly, "Whatever."
Zhang Xin went to the front desk to pay and get their tickets on her own, while Qu Chaozong stood aside like a lord. As soon as Zhang Xin finished paying, a staff member came up, glanced at the ticket in her hand, and led the way for them.
The bathhouse was divided into men’s, women’s, and couple’s sections.
The men’s and women’s sections were public bathing areas, but Zhang Xin booked a couple’s suite.
The couple’s suite effectively had a separate entrance for gentlemen and ladies. Once inside the corridor, there were doors leading to private rooms.
The private bathrooms in the couple’s suite were adjacent, separated by a frosted glass door. This door could be opened with a room key card, mainly serving as a playful touch.
The shower room was spacious, with two showerheads hanging above.
Zhang Xin stood in front of the locker, slowly taking off her clothes. When she glanced at her black lace lingerie, she thought for a moment but decided not to remove it. She entered the private room wearing just that.
As she stepped inside, the sound of running water from next door greeted her. The white steam from the bathroom completely obscured the silhouettes behind the frosted glass door, with only occasional shadows flickering, fleeting from view as they shifted angles.
The water was cold and needed some time to heat up.
Zhang Xin stood beneath the shower, letting the warm water drench her body slowly, soaking every inch of her.
While showering, she tilted her head to peer at the indistinct figure against the frosted glass, imagining Qu Chaozong deliberately using a far-off showerhead due to embarrassment, which made her giggle at his obvious play.
Feeling pleased, she stood under the water, letting her mind drift for a moment. After estimating the timing, she walked to the frosted door, pressed her card against the lock, and with a faint click, the door unlocked.
She gently placed her hand on the handle, turned it deliberately, and slowly pushed the door open.
Amidst swirling steam, a short and plump figure was standing with its back to the entrance, diligently scrubbing the foam off its head. Hearing the sound, the figure turned around in surprise, quickly splashed water to wash its eyes, then turned back to Zhang Xin, with a bewildered look asking, "Hey! Who are you?"
Zhang Xin leaned against the open door, calmly watching the stranger in front of her. Her face was expressionless, but those who knew her well understood she was upset.
Unfortunately, the stranger was unaware. They asked again, "Do you need something? ... Hiss!" This time, the stranger moved their head under the shower to thoroughly rinse off the foam from their face. Upon turning back, Zhang Xin was no longer at the door.
Zhang Xin quickly discarded her soaked lingerie into the trash can, dried her body with a towel, then took out her clothes from the locker and dressed herself. As she opened the corridor door, she saw Qu Chaozong leaning against the wall.
Qu Chaozong had clearly taken a fast and efficient shower. His tough, wet hair stuck up messily in all directions, and his sharply defined face was flushed with the heat of steam, a rare gentle expression marking his deep-set eyes.
With only a towel loosely wrapped around his waist, his exposed muscles still bore water droplets that occasionally gathered and trickled down, sketching out a stationary yet fluid seduction.
His broad shoulders and prominent chest muscles formed an elegantly smooth arc from neck to waist, with the towel hanging casually at his hip line, barely revealing yet enticingly suggestive, provoking the urge to yank it off completely for a thorough view.
Qu Chaozong looked at Zhang Xin with a teasing expression, "You actually opened the door to look?"
"..." Zhang Xin was infuriated but ended up laughing, faintly saying, "Yes, I witnessed an astonishing metamorphosis."
Zhang Xin stood there with arms crossed, exuding an extremely tall presence. She was very beautiful, and at this moment, although furious, her damp hair and blushed cheeks carried an inexplicable grievance that was charmingly endearing.
As Zhang Xin scrutinized Qu Chaozong from head to toe, his previously amused smile started to falter. Unable to evade her gaze, he finally made direct eye contact.
Zhang Xin slowly asked, "Are you playing with me?"
Qu Chaozong’s lips were tightly shut, but they twitched slightly as if biting them from within. After a pause, he said, "I just didn’t want to touch you."
Zhang Xin’s face darkened swiftly, her eyes stabbing into Qu Chaozong’s, "Why?"
Qu Chaozong spoke seriously, "Because I’m not into you."
Zhang Xin slowly raised a finger, lightly tapping it as she said, "Remember what you said today! Qu Chaozong, I’m telling you, don’t ever fall in love with me! Otherwise, I’ll make your life miserable!"
Zhang Xin strode off in her high heels. Just as she was about to brush past Qu Chaozong, she suddenly shouted, "Chaozi!"
Qu Chaozong instinctually turned his head, and before he could react, everything went dark as his lips were grabbed by someone. A faint fragrance mixed with a tender tongue quickly invaded his mouth, skillfully entwining for a moment.
Just as he was about to push away, he felt his small member grabbed strongly through the towel, a couple of tugging motions sending his mind blank and blood rushing below. He groaned, and as his voice started, a sharp pain pricked his lips like a needle. He was abruptly pushed away, lighting his mind back up.
Qu Chaozong huffed heavily, instinctively using a hand to wipe his lips, and immediately noticed a blood streak on the back of his hand. In disbelief, he glared at Zhang Xin.
Zhang Xin stared coldly back, her gaze openly provocative and tinged with emotion.
Zhang Xin said, "Remember my words!"
With that, Zhang Xin left without looking back.
Qu Chaozong watched her angry departure, glanced at the still trembling little Chao, took a deep breath, resignedly turned back to his own shower room.
He locked the door, turned on the showerhead, and relieved himself awhile, thoroughly washing before getting the massage included with his ticket. Finally, he left the bathhouse feeling refreshed, albeit alone.
Standing in the chilly night air with slightly damp hair, Qu Chaozong looked at the previous parking spot. The empty space once again confirmed that Zhang Xin had indeed ditched him.
Qu Chaozong helplessly shrank back his neck and hailed a taxi home from the roadside.