Chapter 107: Eighteen-degree hot spring, Ning Xue sits on the future.
Wang Feng's single-handed victory over the Sakura National Hall team cast a subtle atmosphere over the entire West Guard Pavilion.
Although everyone in the Sakura National Pavilion had polite smiles on their faces, their stiff expressions revealed their inner resentment.
The dinner was held as scheduled, with plenty of exquisite dishes and mellow sake.
Wang Feng was holding a wine glass when he suddenly noticed a vague gaze.
He looked up and caught Chiaki Mochizuki's hurriedly looking away.
There was a mixture of resentment, anger, and a hint of complex emotions in his eyes that he could not understand.
This made Wang Feng wonder if this girl had been beaten stupid by him.
…
After the dinner, the Huaxia National Government team was arranged to stay temporarily in the lower cabinet.
"Dear guests, the hot springs in Xishou Pavilion have the effect of relieving fatigue and whitening the skin." The waiter introduced respectfully.
"Can it really whiten your skin?" Jiang Shaoxu's eyes lit up, and he immediately pulled Mu Nujiao to discuss it.
The girls quickly and happily formed a group and headed to the women's bath.
Wang Feng looked at their departing backs, a meaningful smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
He already had a special plan in mind.
…
The moonlight poured like water onto the open-air mixed bathing pool filled with hot steam.
The spring water ripples in the basalt pool, crushing the stars in the sky into tiny silver lights.
Wang Feng leaned lazily on the bluestone by the pool, and the steaming water mist cast a hazy halo on his well-defined muscles.
“Squeak—”
The sound of the wooden door being gently pushed open broke the silence of the night.
Mu Ningxue, her silver hair like a waterfall, stood by the door, the jade hairpin in her bun gleaming with a warm luster in the moonlight.
The plain white bathrobe wrapped around her slender body, and the belt was unconsciously tightened by her fingertips, leaving tiny wrinkles.
"Ning Xue, are you here?"
Wang Feng's deep voice carried the warmth of the hot spring, causing Mu Ningxue to tremble unconsciously.
Mu Ningxue bit her lower lip lightly, her long eyelashes casting a light shadow on her face.
She took a deep breath and untied the belt around her waist.
The bathrobe slid to the floor like fresh snow melting.
In the moonlight, the carefully selected ice silk bikini perfectly outlines her graceful curves.
On the translucent chiffon fabric, the fine ice crystal embroidery flickered slightly with her breathing, as if snowflakes were really dancing on her skin.
Mu Ningxue slowly stepped into the hot spring and sat down at a perfect distance from Wang Feng.
The warm spring water gently wrapped around her, gradually relaxing her tense nerves.
"This swimsuit." Wang Feng's eyes lingered on her: "It suits you very well."
Mu Ningxue turned around when she heard the voice, but the moment their eyes met, she hurriedly lowered her head.
In the misty water vapor, the tips of Mu Ningxue's red ears became even brighter, like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow.
Wang Feng raised the corners of his lips slightly, passed his arms through the warm water, and gently embraced the person in his arms.
The skin touched by your fingertips is as delicate as the finest silk, with a smooth touch after being soaked in hot springs.
“You’ll be seen.”
Mu Ningxue's voice was as soft as a mosquito's whisper, and tiny drops of water hung on her long eyelashes.
Wang Feng chuckled softly, his hot breath brushing against her red earlobe:
"I have already set up the isolation barrier. Even a forbidden spell mage can't see through it."
His fingertips gently rubbed her waist: "If someone gets close, I will be able to detect it immediately."
Feeling the body of the person in his arms gradually relax, the smile in Wang Feng's eyes deepened.
She lifted up her twisted silver hair, revealing her tightly pursed lips, which were white and tender cherry red, making her look particularly beautiful.
With his other hand, he gently lifted her chin, and under Mu Ningxue's shy gaze, he lowered his head and kissed her bright lips.
In the steaming heat, the two close heartbeats gradually overlapped, interweaving with the gentle sound of the hot spring water to form the most moving nocturne.
…
It was already late at night when Wang Feng sent Mu Ningxue back to her room.
Wang Feng originally wanted to be gentle with her and shouldn't have made her first time so tiring.
But Mu Ningxue's unusually high body temperature of 18 degrees Celsius became the most deadly temptation.
The icy skin and delicate bones feel cool to the touch, but in the mist of this hot spring, it actually becomes a different kind of stimulation.
He couldn't help but feel happy for a moment longer.
So much so that.
When Wang Feng carried Mu Ningxue out of the open-air hot spring, some crystal ice chips appeared on the bluestone floor beside the pool.
…
Wang Feng had just reached the door of his room when a dazzling red warning light suddenly lit up in the upper room, and a sharp alarm sounded through the night sky like an air raid sirens.
"Hmm? Didn't Baxia already return to the Asuka Sea? Why is he still here?"
Wang Feng looked up in confusion, only to see flames rising from the direction of the East Guard Pavilion. Dense forbidden magic arrays exploded one after another, and the guards on both sides of the suspension bridge were directly blown away by the shock wave.
The guards of Shuangshou Pavilion were in chaos, shouting loudly:
"A prisoner is trying to escape from the East Guard Tower. Send for support!"
This commotion woke up everyone in the National Government team.
They all came out of the room.
"What the hell? Setting off firecrackers so late at night? Can't we even sleep?" Zhao Manyan complained sleepily, yawning.
"That's right, lack of sleep is very harmful to the skin, okay~" Jiang Shaoxu agreed, rubbing his eyes.
"It may be some special local custom. Everyone should be more understanding and just follow the local customs." Wang Feng smiled and spoke to comfort him.
The commotion soon died down, and seeing that there was nothing exciting to see, everyone yawned and went back to their rooms.
Wang Feng naturally guessed what was going on. Wasn't it just the fuss caused by Chiaki Mochizuki's half-brother Tsuruta?
But this has nothing to do with him.
After all, he was not interested in the Condensed Pearl.
…
Wang Feng had just taken off his coat and was about to go to bed when he suddenly heard a slight creaking sound coming from outside the door.
He frowned, and invisible mental power surged out like a tide, instantly penetrating the door.
The breath he sensed made his pupils shrink slightly, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised into a dangerous arc.
"Oh? Are you here to seek revenge on me?"
Wang Feng landed barefoot silently on the ground, walked to the door, and suddenly opened it. The airflow caused by the wooden door lifted the hair of the visitor.
Mochizuki Chixun was standing stiffly outside the door, obviously startled by his sudden action.
She changed into a lavender bathrobe tonight, with the neckline slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbone.
The silvery moonlight cast a hazy halo on her, and her eyes, which were always domineering, now flickered with anxiety.
"It's so late, is there something wrong?" Wang Feng asked, leaning against the door frame with his arms folded across his chest.
"I came to apologize."
Mochizuki Chisaki suddenly bowed deeply, her hair falling from her shoulders:
"I apologize for my rude behavior earlier!"
There were still water droplets hanging on the ends of her wet hair, which rolled down to the hollow of her collarbone with her rapid breathing.
The scent of shower gel mixed with the fragrance of cherry blossoms wafts in the air.
"If I have to pay a price, that's fine."
She bit her lower lip and raised her head, Wang Feng's figure reflected in her purple pupils:
"If I can do it."
As she spoke, she nervously clenched her sleeves and looked intently into Wang Feng's eyes, as if she was waiting for judgment.
"Apologize?"
Wang Feng narrowed his eyes. The uneasy young lady in front of him was completely different from the arrogant Mochizuki Chixun during the day.
Then think of that vague gaze at the dinner party
"Could this woman be..."
(End of this chapter)
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