Chapter 245 Shen Yuepo, you know, I'm drunk.

Shen Yuepo's gaze seemed to be fixed on him.

The strong and perfect male body was presented without reservation in the misty water vapor and soft light.

Broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with smooth muscle lines, exuding power without being overly muscular.

Shen Yuepo suddenly lowered her head, her neck turning completely red. Her heart was pounding like a drum, so loud that she could almost hear it herself in the silent bathhouse.

She subconsciously shifted her feet, her toes pointing towards the doorway.

Or... should we run away?

However, a soft "splashing" sound came from beside my ears.

Feng Jin stepped into the warm pool. Ripples spread across the water, and mist swirled around his waist.

He leaned lazily against the smooth stone wall by the pool, his arm draped over the edge, watching with amusement the figure with its head down, stealthily moving outwards.

A deep, smiling voice, piercing through the misty steam, clearly reached her ears:

"Should I go over there, or... should you come to me?"

Shen Yuepo's heart was pounding in his throat; this was a impossible multiple-choice question.

She opened her mouth, unsure whether to refuse righteously or to bluff her way out of it...

Suddenly, my waist tightened.

A dark golden phantom had silently wrapped around her waist without her noticing.

Before she could react, he gave her a gentle tug.

"ah!"

Shen Yuepo cried out in surprise, her body instantly losing its balance. Pulled by the golden thread, she fell directly into the warm pool water.

Water splashed everywhere.

The embarrassing fall into the water that I had imagined did not happen.

A pair of strong arms caught her steadily, pulling her into their embrace.

The warm pool water instantly enveloped her, soaking her clothes and clinging to her skin.

Feng Jin's arms were wrapped around her waist, and even through the soaked fabric, the heat of his palms was still clearly burning.

She was held stiffly in his arms, her soaked clothes clinging to her body, outlining her exquisite curves.

The buoyancy of the water and his closeness created a sense of ambiguity, making them seem both intimate and distant, even more so than complete nudity.

The rising steam blurred both vision and reason.

Feng Jin supported her waist and turned her around in the water so that she was facing him.

He lowered his head slightly, his breath brushing against her ear, his voice carrying the pleasure of triumph and a deeper desire, as he whispered:

"Shen Yuepo, you know... I'm drunk."

His palm, warm from the pool water, gently caressed her soaked back, its touch soothing her skin through the thin fabric.

Shen Yuepo was speechless, feeling as if all his senses were amplified, enveloped by his aura, warmed by his body temperature, and surrounded by flowing water.

She raised her wet eyelashes and glared at him.

Unfortunately, against the backdrop of rising steam and flushed cheeks, that glance had no intimidating power; instead, it seemed more like a coquettish look.

"I have no idea."

Feng Jin tightened his arms around her waist slightly, making her fit closer to him.

Beneath the water's surface, the two bodies were separated only by two layers of clothing that were practically nonexistent.

Shen Yuepo's eyelashes were damp with moisture and trembled violently.

His fingertips, warm from the pool water, sent a shiver down my spine at the touch. His voice was deep and resonant. "Then I'll tell you..."

Shen Yuepo felt a dryness in her throat and involuntarily glanced down.

The water was clear, and everything underwater was vaguely visible, which was more unsettling than seeing it directly.

His lean waistline, firm abdomen, and even further down... Shen Yuepo suddenly closed his eyes.

"It's too late to close your eyes now." Feng Jin's voice carried a triumphant smile.

His fingertips moved away from her neck and landed on the first button of her blouse.

Shen Yuepo wore a long dress in the style of Fengdu, with exquisite buttons made of pearls.

The water was now wet, and it shimmered softly on his fingertips.