Chapter 194 He Discovered Her Identity

With a splash of water, Ning Shuyin was jolted awake from her suffocating state.

"Cough cough..."

She choked on her water and instinctively clung to the broad, sturdy shoulders in front of her.

The two of them clung to each other in the water.

Ning Shuyin opened her eyes, water droplets clinging to her eyelashes.

She had just woken up and her vision was not yet fully focused. She only felt an astonishingly hot hand on her waist and a body in front of her that was as hard as iron.

When she truly understood the situation.

It was Situ Linchen's enlarged face. The touch of his body felt incredibly real; it was definitely not a dream.

My mind went blank.

In a similar environment, she suddenly recalled the desires and delusions she had seen deep within his sea of ​​consciousness in the Bathing Star Resonance Pool.

She just wanted to escape immediately.

But as soon as she moved, Situ Linchen tightened his arms, using the buoyancy of the water to press her against the warm pool wall.

"Mmm!" She leaned her shoulder against the soft cushion by the pool and hummed softly.

The almost imprisoning posture locked her here.

He knew he had lost his usual composure and self-control, perhaps out of fear of losing it.

"Now that you're here..." He lowered his head, his hot breath brushing against her ear, "Why are you running away again?"

"This is my room, you barged in." Ning Shuyin was both ashamed and scared, and struggled uncontrollably.

The water in the bathtub rippled as she moved, making the waves even more chaotic.

"Your room?" Situ Linchen frowned. "Shouldn't you be staying in room A10 next door?"

"I came to the banquet. Qianqian booked a villa in Zone B for me, but due to a system malfunction at the hotel, Caesar gave me this room instead." Ning Shuyin felt a little aggrieved and a little scared.

Being so close to her, she couldn't help but worry about something.

Situ Linchen paused.

He didn't get the room through legitimate means; he just locked it in the hotel's system. The hotel registration system shows that room A08 is indeed unoccupied.

Since it was given to her by Caesar, it's possible.

But hearing another man's name from her still stirred up his hidden possessiveness.

He tightened his grip on his arms.

"Let me go." She glared at him with tears in her eyes.

Situ Linchen sighed: "Let you go? Get this straight, who will be exposed after I let you go?"

"?" Ning Shuyin then looked down and realized that a bath towel had been placed over her body, covering her at some point.

But he...

As the water rippled, a rainbow of colors appeared on the surface of the pool.

Realizing what she had seen, her cheeks instantly turned bright red, and she looked away.

"Close your eyes," he commanded in her ear, his teeth brushing lightly against her earlobe.

Ning Shuyin's eyebrows trembled slightly.

Given the disparity in physique and combat strength, she had absolutely no room for negotiation.

She pursed her lips, obediently closed her eyes, and a tear slid down her cheek.

"Why are you crying? Are you afraid I'll do something to you?"

Suddenly, she felt a warm, rough touch at the corner of her eye. It was his fingertips wiping away her tears.

"Don't move!" he said.

She heard the splashing of water. She felt a lightness in her body as she was removed from the warm water and exposed to the cool air, wearing only a bath towel.

She instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. Her thighs were supported by his burning hot arms.

Situ Linchen held her steadily in his arms with just one hand, and with the other hand reached to the shelf next to him and took a heavy bathrobe hanging there.

He wrapped her tightly in a bathrobe from head to toe, leaving only her small face filled with panic visible. Then he strode out of the hot spring area, back to the room, and placed her on the soft bed.

He then pulled the thin blanket from the foot of the bed and covered himself around the waist.

"Alright. You can open your eyes now," he said.

Ning Shuyin slowly opened her eyes.

A vibrant bouquet of pink roses, exuding a delicate fragrance, caught the eye from the bedside table. The light-colored satin sheets sagged under their weight, absorbing the water stains from their bodies.

Situ Linchen was lying next to her, his waist and abdomen already properly wrapped in a thin blanket.

Water droplets dripped down his short hair, but his usually stern face still held traces of emotion.

The room was only lit by ambient lighting, creating a dim and enchanting ambiance. Her earlier fear subsided, replaced by a different kind of emotion.

“The room issue was a misunderstanding,” Situ Linchen said. “This trip was a secret one, and I used some technical means to temporarily requisition this room, A08.”

He explained the ownership of the room succinctly.

But he didn't mention why he thought she should live in A10.

Ning Shuyin wrapped her bathrobe tighter and sat down beside him. She nodded slightly, accepting the explanation.

Having just emerged from the bath, both of them were still breathing slightly rapidly, and the atmosphere was somewhat ambiguous.

Situ Linchen's gaze fell on her long hair, which was still dripping wet.

Wet hair clung to her cheeks and neck.

"Wait a moment." He lifted the sheet, got up, and walked towards the bathroom.

Ning Shuyin didn't know where to look. But since his back was to her, she secretly glanced at him a few times.

Although it wasn't the first time I'd seen him, his physique was really good.

Compared to those few...

It's hard to compare them side by side, after all, she hadn't seen those before...

"!!!"

She realized what she was thinking and quickly put her mind at ease.

At this moment, he had already put on a bathrobe and was carrying a pile of things out when she came into his view.

In the dim light, the little girl seemed to be thinking about something strange.

The mattress sank in.

She saw that he had brought the hair dryer from the bathroom. The machine hummed as it started, white light swept across her hair, and the moisture evaporated.

“If your hair is wet, you’ll catch a cold,” he explained.

Suddenly, I felt a very comfortable sensation on my scalp, a tingling, numbing massage.

He was combing her hair. The space was quiet, and he was focused and gentle, as if confirming her safety after a battle.

"Ning Shuyin," he reached out and gently brushed her soft, dark hair aside, "Will you leave?"

He suddenly spoke.

Her body stiffened, and her heart skipped a beat. What was he asking?

He asked her if she would leave.

He asked her, as if she were his date, if she would abandon him or leave him.

Ning Shuyin's fingers tightened, gripping the bathrobe sash tightly. She felt things might not be so simple. Had he figured something out?

Situ Linchen and the Machine Race fought for a hundred years.

Since the Mechanical God Court knows that it can plunder the world, how much does Situ Linchen know?

If he also knows a part of the truth about the world, does he now suspect that she, as an outsider, will evaporate from this dimension after completing a certain task?

His fingers were still on the ends of her hair as he asked tenderly, "Can you answer me?"

He pressed her for answers.

Ning Shuyin didn't dare turn to look at him, but just tightened her bathrobe: "You've taken my hair by the arm, where can I go?"

She felt a little uneasy.

The complex emotions in Situ Linchen's eyes did not fade. He could, of course, tell that she was trying to change the subject.

In his eyes, she was like a frightened kitten, her fur standing on end in a defensive posture.

The mattress continued to sink as he moved closer to her, his strong arms draped over her shoulders, and an oppressive aura enveloped her.

"Ning Shuyin."

He called her name, turned her to face him, and reached out to pinch her chin.