Chapter 118 Mianmian's Plan
Xia Mian felt bad for deceiving her fans, especially since Tangyuan seemed so excited.
Xia Mian couldn't bear it, so she agreed. Anyway, she could easily take a few snapshots with Zhou Pingchuan when they were out together, it wasn't a difficult task.
He unzipped the file, and as he expected, the fan fiction was far better than the adult films. He was amazed by the profoundness of Chinese literature and plunged headlong into its depths.
After reading all five stories, it was almost time for Zhou Pingchuan to leave work. He closed the document, still feeling somewhat unsatisfied. These stories were well-written, but there was one problem—the pairings were reversed. In all of them, Zhou Pingchuan was the top, and he was the bottom.
Xia Mian was a little unconvinced, so she went to discuss it with Tang Yuan: "From another perspective, if Mian Mian wanted to win over Boss Zhou, what would be the best course of action?"
Tangyuan was extremely wary: [What do you mean by "take them down"? Are you trying to reverse my pairing again?]
Summer: [It's just casual chatting, it's fun to go against the grain sometimes.]
Tangyuan: [Hmm... For someone like Boss Zhou who seems particularly abstinent, casual flirting definitely won't work; you have to go all out to seduce him.]
Summer: [Fishing?]
Tangyuan: [Have you read the story "Give Me Sweet Rain"? In that story, Mianmian is a down-on-his-luck young master who, to help his scumbag father pay off his debts, deliberately knocks on the Third Master's door on a rainy night wearing a soaked white shirt. Anyway, he's really good at seducing people, and that night...hehehehe]
...You know what, netizens are really talented! He happens to have the white shirt Tangyuan mentioned. Xia Mian happily replied, "Thank you, I'll come back to you if I have any questions."
The method is in hand, everything is ready, all that's needed is the right opportunity – Zhou Pingchuan.
After inspecting the subsidiary, Zhou Pingchuan went back to the head office for a meeting and didn't come back for dinner. Xia Mian ate dinner by herself, wrote some character biographies, and then went into the bathroom to prepare for the "good show" that evening.
He first poured half a bottle of body oil into the bathtub, soaking himself until he was clean and smooth. Then he carefully groomed his body hair, blow-drying it until it was fluffy, and then applied some light perfume to his elbows, the backs of his knees, and other areas.
After finishing this outfit, he found a white shirt and paired it with light-colored jeans, which made him look particularly youthful and energetic. Then, while lying on the sofa in the living room playing on his phone, he listened intently to the sounds coming from downstairs.
Not long after, the sound of the housekeeper greeting Zhou Pingchuan came from downstairs. Xia Mian knew that Zhou Pingchuan had returned, so she ran to the bathroom and wet her shirt with water.
So when Zhou Pingchuan pushed open the door to the master bedroom, he saw someone dressed in unfamiliar clothes, leaning against the bathroom door frame.
He even struck a pose with his legs crossed, one in front of the other, so that his legs would look especially long in the photo.
Zhou Pingchuan remained silent for a moment.
Xia Mian secretly observed his expression. Ha, you little rascal, are you completely smitten with me?
"Did you just go out?" Zhou Pingchuan asked.
Xia Mian choked for a moment, not expecting that his first words would be this: "...No, I've been at home the whole time."
"Dressed like this at home?"
Summer Sleep has always been a comfort-first person; whenever he gets home, he always changes into his loungewear. His skin is thin and delicate, and even the best-quality outerwear will wear out after a while, unlike the comfort of loungewear.
Zhou Pingchuan had long since figured out all his little habits.
“…Um,” Xia Mian quickly patched up her words, “I just went to the yard to look at the snow scene for a while. Don’t worry about where we went, just look at my clothes first, don’t you think they look good?”
To achieve the desired effect, he soaked most of his clothes. The cool fabric against his skin made him instinctively hug his arms.
Above her arms, her fair and delicate chest was faintly visible; below her arms, her slender waist was so delicate it could be encircled with one hand.
Zhou Pingchuan looked over as instructed. Xia Mian felt a little embarrassed. Wherever the other person looked, he felt particularly hot and uncomfortable.
"It looks good," Zhou Pingchuan reminded him, "Next time it snows, don't go rolling around in the snow wearing only a single layer of clothing."
aestivation:"......"
So, Zhou Pingchuan thought that his shirt got wet because he was rolling around in the snow in the dead of winter?
Only cats and dogs like to roll around in the snow, okay?
However, apart from that, there doesn't seem to be any other reason to explain why the clothes got wet.
Forget it, it's my first time and I'm inexperienced. My plan was illogical. I'll try again tomorrow.
The next day, he went to find Tangyuan again.
Summer: [Besides a white shirt, what else do you think could win over Third Master?]
Tangyuan didn't know why he was so interested in reverse pairings, but after yesterday, she was getting used to it: "[Then let's watch 'Deep in the Night.' Mianmian is an Omega who married Zhou Da Lao to complete a family mission and obtain S+ level Alpha pheromones. That night, he deliberately released his pheromone scent, snuggled into Zhou Da Lao's arms, and sweetly said he was afraid of ghosts, driving Zhou Da Lao crazy. Zhou Da Lao uncontrollably attacked his glands, tormenting him until he screamed in pain. Being controlled wasn't pleasant, and Mianmian regretted it a little, but it was too late. The crazed Alpha didn't know how to be gentle, and besides, they had no emotional foundation. Zhou Da Lao then held him tightly, not letting him leave, and then...]"
The celebrity himself was listening to a fan talk about erotic fanfiction—this was probably a first in the entertainment industry. Xia Mian's heart pounded, and she covered her cheeks: [Okay, okay, stop talking.]
Tangyuan: [What's wrong? Haha, are you shy? Anyway, in this story, Mianmian's pheromones smell like grapefruit, which I love.]
After two days of "reading extensively," Xia Mian learned what "pheromones" were, similar to perfume. However, he rarely bought fruity perfumes, as they tended to be too sweet; he preferred a crisper, more refreshing scent.
Xia Mian thought for a moment, then went to the kitchen and asked, "Do you have any grapefruit peel?"
The Cantonese chef bowed deeply and said, "Let me peel it for you."
Two minutes later, Xia Mian received a complete grapefruit peel. After returning to her room, she divided it into four pieces, placed them in the four corners of her bed, and lay down in the middle of the grapefruit peel, trying to absorb as much grapefruit fragrance as possible.
Before going to bed at night, in order to make the smell last longer, Xia Mian secretly put the slightly withered grapefruit peel on the bedside table before turning off the light.
Then he took a deep breath, mentally prepared himself, and snuggled up to Zhou Pingchuan, hugging the other's neck: "Third Master, it's so dark, I'm afraid of ghosts~~~"
They've been sharing a bed for quite some time now. Summer sleeps well, falling asleep almost as soon as her head hits the pillow, so this is the first time she's said in a coquettish voice that she's afraid of ghosts.
Something unusual must be going on. Zhou Pingchuan glanced at the pomelo peel on his bedside table. In folk customs, one would soak pomelo peel in water and bathe to ward off bad luck when encountering something unscientific.
Then, recalling his unusual behavior last night—wearing a white shirt and rolling around in the snow—it's hard to believe.
Zhou Pingchuan pulled the octopus off himself: "I'll have Master Ma come and take a look tomorrow."
aestivation:"???"
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