Chapter 57 Blindfolded in the Bathroom

Thinking about Liang Huaixu's offer to be her model, Zhuang Fuyao took a day off on Saturday.

In the morning, she went out as if she were going to work as usual. In order to avoid Ms. Ji checking up on her, she even asked her cousin to find a way to arrange to meet Ms. Ji.

We drove all the way to Boya Bay

Aunt Yuan watched the gardener tending to the early winter garden with a bored expression, sighing from time to time.

She had grown accustomed to Miss Zhuang's lively and interesting demeanor at home, and the sudden return to her cold and quiet state was truly disheartening.

Just as she was thinking this, she heard someone behind her calling "Miss Zhuang".

Miss Zhuang?!

Aunt Yuan turned around happily and walked over. "Miss Zhuang, you're back! Are you... leaving again this time?"

Zhuang Fuyao smiled and said, "I'm just here for a short while. I'll probably leave this afternoon or evening."

Aunt Yuan looked conflicted.

There are some things that a servant shouldn't say, but she was worried that if she didn't ask this time, she might never have the chance again.

She stammered, "Miss Zhuang, have you and your husband... broken up?"

Zhuang Fuyao asked in surprise, "Why do you think that?"

Aunt Yuan: "After you moved out of Boya Bay, we all missed you so much. We were worried that you and your husband had broken up and you wouldn't come back."

Zhuang Fuyao comforted her, "We didn't break up, don't worry, we're doing great together. I'm back now, and I'll be coming back to visit from time to time... Hmm, is he home?"

Aunt Yuan's smile widened. "Sir is home right now. You can just go and find him."

When Zhuang Fuyao found Liang Huaixu, he was sweating profusely on the treadmill.

I heard a knocking sound on the glass.

Liang Huaixu pressed the button, slowed down, and looked back. He was first surprised, then delighted. "Is it a day off?"

He gradually slowed down and came down. The gym wasn't heated. He was wearing a simple gray t-shirt, and sweat soaked his chest, outlining the shape of his muscles.

As he approached, a smile spread across his face, and a wave of heat emanated from him, accompanied by the aura of male hormones.

Just looking at it gives me a lot of inspiration.

However, as he wiped his sweat and said, "I'm going to take a shower first," Zhuang Fuyao had a better idea.

"Um..." She felt a rare bit embarrassed thinking about what she was going to ask him to do later, "Do you remember you promised to be my model?"

"I remember." Liang Huaixu sensed something was wrong, but his expression remained calm. "But I also said I couldn't be completely naked."

“I know, I won’t let you be completely naked.” Zhuang Fuyao felt a warm breeze on her cheek. She blinked and said, “Then don’t take a shower yet. Take me to your walk-in closet first.”

"This one, and this one too..."

When she said she wanted to choose mannequin outfits from his wardrobe, Liang Huaixu breathed a sigh of relief. The clothes in his wardrobe were all very conservative and contained no improper elements.

...But he underestimated the abilities of the great artist Zhuang.

The bathroom was heated at that moment.

Liang Huaixu sat in the bathtub, his white shirt soaked through, his chest and abdominal muscles clearly visible against the fabric, the hem of the shirt pulled out and hanging loosely over his gray-black suit trousers.

His posture was one of leaning back, his arm muscles bulging, as if they were about to burst open the sleeves.

Zhuang Fuyao glanced at it appreciatively, then sat down in front of the easel and began to paint.

Having not held a paintbrush for a long time, I'm a bit rusty. This painting isn't very creative; it's more of a portrait of the human body.

Just like many girls want to take private photos when they are at their most youthful and beautiful, she wanted to draw Liang Huaixu, who is both ascetic and sexy, on paper, to record him at the age of thirty-eight, and she also wanted to draw him in ancient costume when she had the chance in the future.

When she got to the face, she almost forgot the finishing touch to the painting: she went to the bathtub and used a tie to blindfold him...

With her vision sealed, her senses became exceptionally strong, such as the warmth of water, the sound of a brush slicing through paper, and the English songs she suddenly played.

"I've got this thing, Gonna blow your mind, Pulling your string, Helping you unwind."

…

"You want to feel, but you've been deprived of your sense of touch."

The ambiguous and lingering melody caused his breathing to become slightly disordered.

After finishing the last stroke, Zhuang Fuyao stepped into the bathtub and wanted to help him loosen his tie. Her gaze accidentally fell on the budding genitals between his legs, and she was surprised.

Especially the person in the bathtub, with a sculpted, alluring figure, skin and shirt of angelic white, contrasted with bright red earlobes and lips that seemed to exude good health...

This scene is so erotic.

Noticing her approach, Liang Huaixu's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. "Is it finished?"

"It's finished." She ran her fingertips over his eyes, as if to loosen his tie, but hesitated to move.

Her heart skipped a beat, and with that bold idea, she sat on him, climbed up the back of his neck, and kissed his burning earlobe...

What followed was a perfect agreement.

The water in the bathtub seemed to be a degree hotter than before, and ripples spread across the surface as it was hit.

It took about ten or so "Got It" songs to restore calm, and the clear water became murky.

-

She woke up in the master bedroom, her legs aching as if she had run 800 meters.

Liang Huaixu had already changed into clean pajamas and was quietly reading a book beside her. Seeing that she was awake, he came over and kissed her forehead. "It's noon. Shall we go downstairs and get something to eat?"

Zhuang Fuyao nodded and agreed, but as she was about to get up, her legs went weak and she fell back down.

"You rest well, I'll bring your food up." His voice was so gentle it could melt your heart.

Zhuang Fuyao nodded slowly.

As soon as he left, she rolled around in bed wrapped in the blanket, feeling both ashamed and with a lingering sense of satisfaction.

Zhuang Fuyao, you've really made something of yourself!

They actually dared to try such a stimulating bathroom play.

What was even more unexpected was that Liang Huaixu actually allowed it, and the entire process was of exceptionally high quality.

Her throat was hoarse from shouting, so she quickly drank some water to calm down.

After finishing my meal, I took another nap, and when I woke up again it was already three or four in the afternoon.

She saw a post on her WeChat Moments where Xiaobai's handler was looking for horse lovers to adopt Xiaobai.

Zhuang Fuyao really liked this unique little horse and immediately went to ask the keeper what was going on.

Only then did they learn that Xiaobai's owner had recently been diagnosed with a terminal illness and no longer had the energy to care for Xiaobai, so they had no choice but to part with him and hoped to find a horse lover to adopt him.

Zhuang Fuyao knew a little about Xiaobai's owner. Uncle Pan wasn't some rich man who kept horses for leisure. He initially rented a plot of land in the suburbs to run a farm stay business.

Later, business declined, and the agritainment business could no longer continue. So, Xiaobai was rented out to make guest appearances in various film crews to earn some hard-earned money to raise horses.

However, Xiao Bai has a bad temper, and not many production crews can accept it. Uncle Pan has feelings for Xiao Bai, and even under such financial difficulties, he did not give up on Xiao Bai until it got sick this time.

Zhuang Fuyao was somewhat moved. She was looking for a quick place to grow organic vegetables for the Qingfeng Pavilion's vegetable supply.

She thought that if the land was suitable, she could rent it and raise Xiaobai there.

She got Uncle Pan's contact information through the zookeeper.

At that moment, Huang Jiayu called.

“My aunt said she wasn’t feeling well and wanted to go home early. I wanted to go to the hospital with her, but she said it was just a minor ailment and she could rest at home. I didn’t think much of it at first… but when I got home, I realized something was wrong.”

“My aunt said she was full of energy just minutes before she was supposed to go back, and even spent tens of thousands of yuan on her credit card. So why did she suddenly feel unwell? I was worried that she might be trying to check up on you, so I quickly called to let you know.”

Zhuang Fuyao rubbed her lower back. "How long has she been gone?"

Huang Jiayu: "It's been about half an hour."

Zhuang Fuyao felt as if she were facing a formidable enemy and quickly sat up in bed.

But she probably won't make it to Qingfeng Pavilion in time...

Just as I was struggling with this, a brilliant idea struck me. I remembered that I had just added Uncle Pan on WeChat, so I immediately made an appointment with him to go see the venue and the horses.

Before she left, she took two sets of Liang Huaixu's clothes with her.

A white shirt and a blue-gray t-shirt.

This is probably just a little quirk between couples; when they can't see each other, even sleeping while hugging each other's clothes is nice.

She also returned the favor by hiding a piece of clothing in Liang Huaixu's quilt, which was a business opening gift that Huang Jiayu had given her last time.

A white, bow-tie, pure and alluring underwire lingerie.

-

The land in the suburbs showed signs of financial hardship for the owner; the facilities for the agritainment business were quite old, giving it a particularly desolate feel.

However, its advantages lie in its spaciousness, the lack of tall buildings around it, the fresh air, and its proximity to Qingfeng Pavilion and Boya Bay.

It only takes about 20 minutes to get here from Boya Bay.

A pleasant breeze blew in my face, carrying the faint fragrance of fresh grass. Suddenly, I thought that it would be nice to retire here when I get old.

Just then, a magnificent little horse galloped over, stopped beside Zhuang Fuyao, and gently nudged her.

She patted its head. "You still remember me."

Uncle Pan is receiving treatment at the hospital, and now his fellow villager Uncle Peng is helping him look after the place.

Uncle Peng was a little surprised. He knew that the boss who came was someone who had rented Xiaobai before, and he thought that the other party came to see the venue on a whim.

Just like the previous ones, they came, had a lukewarm reaction, didn't care much about the venue, just wanted to see the horses, but were dissatisfied with Xiaobai's temperament, so they gave up.

I never expected Xiaobai to be so close to her.

Zhuang Fuyao smiled and said, "When we were on set, Xiaobai was only close to me and my partner. The person he was least close to was the director. He made the director very angry. Our Xiaobai is really a little horse with a temper."

Knowing he had been praised, Xiao Bai perked up his ears, brightened his eyes, and stood proudly to the side.

Zhuang Fuyao's heart softened at the sight, and she wished she could rent the land immediately. Suddenly, her phone vibrated, and Ms. Ji called.

"I've arrived at Qingfeng Pavilion, but I don't see you. Where are you?"

Her voice sounded strong and clear, without the slightest hint of discomfort. It seemed that Huang Jiayu had guessed correctly; Ms. Ji was using this opportunity to check up on her.

"I'm looking at land in the suburbs, thinking of renting some to grow vegetables quickly." Zhuang Fuyao glanced at Xiaobai and added with a smile, "I've also taken a fancy to a pony and want to bring it home."

"What horse?" Ji Lan asked suspiciously. "Where are you? I'm coming to find you."

Zhuang Fuyao felt a sense of helplessness, but thankfully she had made preparations in advance.

When Ms. Ji arrived, she glanced at the time; it was about fifteen minutes away, meaning Qingfeng Pavilion was only a fifteen-minute walk from here.

She felt more and more that this place suited her taste.

When Ji Lan arrived and saw that her daughter was indeed there checking out the venue, she felt relieved and her tone softened considerably, saying, "This horse is very handsome."

She had learned horseback riding when she was filming in her early years and wanted to try riding it.

Zhuang Fuyao was a little worried and reminded her, "Mom, Xiaobai has a bad temper, maybe we should just forget about it."

These words provoked Ji Lan's resentment: "There's no horse I can't tame."

Ji Lan is someone who has worked hard in her acting career. When she was filming, she lived in Mongolia for more than half a year, spending her days with cattle, horses, and sheep.

Now she feels as close to horses as she does to kittens and puppies; she deftly stepped onto the stirrups and mounted the horse.

The next scene stunned Zhuang Fuyao and Uncle Pan.

Xiao Bai initially resisted, but after Ji Lan pulled on the reins, it became obedient and was ridden around by Ji Lan several times.

After Ji Lan came down, Xiao Bai leaned against Zhuang Fuyao, looking aggrieved.

"What's wrong?" Zhuang Fuyao asked with a smile, trying to comfort Xiaobai.

Uncle Peng, who often helped his fellow villagers keep watch at their venues, understood what Xiao Bai meant and exclaimed, "That's really strange."

As for Mr. Zhuang who came before, that's fine. Although Xiao Bai doesn't get close to people easily, he does occasionally meet people he likes. It's just a matter of probability.

The person who came later could tell that Xiaobai was unwilling; her sudden quiet and obedient demeanor suggested that she had been intimidated by something.