The voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of intoxication.
Seeing this, Lu Qingzhou hurriedly said, "Oh dear, don't pull on your ancestor, the button will fall off if you pull on it again." As he spoke, he gently reached out to stop her.
Although Lu Qingzhou usually prided himself on being understanding (and good at dressing), he couldn't help but feel troubled when he looked at the complicated clothes Su Qingyao was wearing.
He frowned slightly, his fingers fiddling between the buttons and zipper of his clothes, feeling somewhat helpless; this was really difficult to untangle.
It wasn't because he was shy; mainly because he had drunk some alcohol and had been carrying Su Qingyao for a while. The physical activity made his head feel heavy, and the alcohol was churning in his brain, making him somewhat dazed.
After a difficult effort, Lu Qingzhou finally managed to take off her outer clothes.
He straightened up, took a breath, and turned to walk towards Su Qingyao's suitcase, intending to find her pajamas.
Fortunately, Su Qingyao had arranged her clothes in a fairly neat way. Lu Qingzhou only flipped through them a few times before spotting a lace nightgown with frills.
When he turned around, he froze instantly.
Su Qingyao had somehow stripped herself naked and was lying on the bed, as quiet as a docile kitten, her breathing even and steady.
Lu Qingzhou felt her heart suddenly clench, and her eyes were fixed on her, unable to look away.
His breathing quickened, and a strange restlessness stirred in his lower abdomen.
He secretly groaned: Damn it, isn't this a test for an old cadre like me?
He took several deep breaths, trying to clear his head.
'No, I absolutely have to give Sister Shaohua an explanation tonight. There can't be any mistakes. Qingyao, you should just go to sleep.'
He suppressed the turmoil in his heart and clumsily helped Su Qingyao put on her nightgown. He then gently pulled the blanket over her and carefully covered her up, tucking the corners of the blanket in.
After doing all this, he tiptoed to the door, turned off the room light, and quietly left the room.
Back in Mu Shaohua's bedroom, all that could be heard was the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.
Lu Qingzhou sat on the edge of the bed, her emotions not yet fully calmed, and slowly lit a cigarette for herself.
He took a deep breath; the tingling sensation of nicotine relaxed him slightly, but the censored image from earlier kept replaying in his mind.
With a creak,
The bathroom door was slowly pushed open, and Mu Shaohua, wrapped in a bath towel, gracefully walked to the bedside.
Lu Qingzhou looked up at the sound and saw that Mu Shaohua's hair was still damp with moisture, and a few strands of wet hair clung to her fair cheeks, adding to her charm.
The large bathrobe wrapped around her body, but it still couldn't hide her full and high figure.
Lu Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, staring intently at Mu Shaohua, her heart filled with amazement.
Mu Shaohua glanced at Lu Qingzhou with a smile, a slight blush rising on her cheeks, and gently scolded, "What are you staring at, you idiot?"
The voice was as gentle as a spring breeze.
Lu Qingzhou then came to her senses, hurriedly stubbed out her cigarette, stood up, and said with sincerity and admiration in her voice, "Sister Shaohua, you are so beautiful."
Mu Shaohua smiled, the curve of her lips just right, her eyes full of tenderness: "Why are you saying such sweet things? Go wash up, I'll wait for you in bed."
Upon hearing this, Lu Qingzhou's spirits lifted, a warm feeling welled up in his heart, and he gently kissed her rosy lips.
Then, like a child who has received candy, he quickly slipped into the bathroom.
A few minutes later, the bathroom door creaked open and Lu Qingzhou walked out, a towel casually wrapped around his waist.
The heat enveloped him, and water droplets slid down his firm chest, meandered down his abdominal muscles, and disappeared into the bath towel.
Mu Shaohua was leaning against the headboard when she heard the noise and instinctively looked up.
Upon seeing Lu Qingzhou, she was slightly taken aback. Her bright eyes widened instantly, and a blush quickly crept up her cheeks, spreading from her ears all the way to her neck.
She said coquettishly, her voice soft and sweet with a hint of shyness, "Why did you wash so quickly?" As she spoke,
Her fingers unconsciously gripped the corner of the blanket, her eyes showing a hint of nervousness, but more so a heartfelt anticipation.
Lu Qingzhou, slightly tipsy and with a faint blush on his face, chuckled and scratched his head, saying, "I was just afraid you wouldn't be able to wait."
As he spoke, he walked toward the bedside, his steps unsteady, but the fervor in his eyes grew ever stronger.
Mu Shaohua spat lightly, giving him a reproachful look with her beautiful eyes, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly: "Nonsense, I'm not impatient, you're the one who can't wait."
However, as soon as she finished speaking, as if driven by a deep inner impulse,
'Hmph! I'm not pretending anymore, I'm really looking forward to it, I can't wait, I want my little Lu husband to love me right now.'
She reached out and swiftly pulled Lu Qingzhou's robe over his shoulder.
Caught off guard, Lu Qingzhou pressed down on her.
Mu Shaohua's eyes held a hint of allure, her gaze hazy and captivating, her voice as seductive as a bewitching enchantress in spring: "Husband, I want to give you all my savings from the past thirty years, you must love me fiercely."
Lu Qingzhou looked into Mu Shaohua's eyes, which seemed to be overflowing with tears.
My brain momentarily went blank; something about that sounded rather odd.
This is outrageous!
But at this moment, Lu Qingzhou was completely overwhelmed by Mu Shaohua's enthusiasm and charm, all reason had been thrown to the winds, and he had no time to think carefully.
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