Chapter 161 Private Poolside Solitude
A flash of cunning suddenly flickered in Lin Chen's eyes,
his lips curled into a mischievous grin,
and he leaned forward until he was almost pressing against Chen Qian's ear.
His voice was hushed, carrying a deliberate hint of seduction:
"Hey, how about we go for a swim?"
His fingertips lightly brushed against Chen Qian's arm,
and he added, his tone unable to hide his eagerness:
"This hotel has a pool. I'll book a private room right now."
"No one to disturb us, quiet and free. It'll be great."
As he spoke, he pulled out his phone, his fingers sliding quickly across the screen.
In his mind, he was already clicking away on his mental abacus.
With so many eyes around, he really couldn't get close to Qianqian.
Getting a private space would avoid suspicion and give him a chance to cop a feel.
Maybe...
At that thought, his wicked grin deepened,
and he felt delighted, like a child who had just stolen some candy.
He had been nervous about meeting the parents today,
but he hadn't expected it to go so smoothly. Not only did he make money, but he also got this chance to be alone with Chen Qian.
If this wasn't a win-win, what was?
He had hit the jackpot!
The private pool on the fourth floor was elegantly decorated,
with faint steam rising from the warm water and blackout curtains hanging all around.
Even the light had become soft.
Chen Qian looked around, her cheeks flushing slightly.
She turned and headed for the changing room, her voice crisp:
"I'm going to change into my swimsuit first!"
"Sure thing, sure thing!"
Lin Chen quickly responded, his voice a bit brighter than usual.
"I'll be fast. Just a pair of trunks, it'll take a minute!"
This was no exaggeration; for a man,
taking more than a minute to change at a time like this
would be a sign of self-disrespect.
Lin Chen was incredibly quick. He pulled off his clothes and slipped on his swim trunks.
It took less than ten seconds in total before he nimbly jumped into the pool.
The splash wasn't large, but it carried an irrepressible sense of joy.
He splashed around a bit and had just found his footing
when, barely a minute later, the changing room door opened.
Lin Chen looked over instinctively, and once his gaze fixed on Chen Qian, he couldn't look away.
Instantly, he felt that the pool water between his legs wasn't cold at all.
His whole body felt hot, as if the water temperature had jumped several degrees out of thin air.
Chen Qian was wearing a light-colored swimsuit.
The full curves of her chest were showcased perfectly.
The outline of her F-cups made Lin Chen's throat tighten,
as if they might overflow at any second.
Her slender waist could be encircled by a single hand, leading down to straight, long legs.
Her skin was dazzlingly white,
shimmering with a faint watery glow under the soft lights.
She stepped lightly to the edge of the pool,
holding onto the ladder as she slowly stepped down.
There was a hint of nervousness in her eyes, and she was being very careful.
*Splash...*
"Ah!"
The sound of a splash and Chen Qian's exclamation rang out at the same time.
Lin Chen's heart skipped a beat.
Without thinking, he dove into the water and swam toward her.
It was only two meters away; he was there in the blink of an eye.
He caught the slipping Chen Qian in his arms, one hand tightly encircling her slender waist.
In his haste, his other hand missed its mark and pressed directly against her soft, full chest.
The sensation from his fingertips made Lin Chen stiffen,
secretly rejoicing while putting on a look of urgent concern.
"Are you okay? Are you okay?"
He looked down at the person in his arms, his voice carrying a deliberate panic.
"You didn't hurt yourself, did you?"
Chen Qian shook the water droplets from her hair
and wiped the water off her face with the back of her hand,
her breath still a bit shaky:
"I'm—I'm fine. I just slipped when I was coming down..."
Just as she finished speaking,
she felt the soft part of her chest
being pressed by a warm hand.
Instantly,
her cheeks turned bright red in a flash,
even her ears were burning, and her heart beat so fast it felt like it would jump out.
Lin Chen noticed her stiffness
and quickly scratched his head in mock embarrassment.
His tone was apologetic, yet he was reluctant to let go immediately.
"Oh, sorry, sorry!"
"I was in such a rush to catch you in the water that I didn't notice where my hand was. Please don't mind."
As he spoke, he slowly and lingeringly released his hand,
then added with a hint of suggestion in his tone:
"By the way, I asked when I booked the room."
"This is a private pool, so there are no surveillance cameras."
"Don't worry, no one will see."
Hearing this, Chen Qian felt something was off,
yet a strange sense of excitement rose in her heart.
That secret, undisturbed atmosphere
made her cheeks flush even deeper. She didn't argue;
she just leaned softly into Lin Chen's embrace with a reddened face.
She could even clearly hear the strong, powerful heartbeat coming from his chest,
thumping along and mingling with her own.
Lin Chen could feel the softness of the person in his arms,
her breath carrying a faint fragrance. He knew the time had come.
He lowered his head, his nose almost touching Chen Qian's forehead.
His voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of seduction:
"Qianqian, your skin is amazing. It's so smooth."
Leaning in his arms and hearing his words,
Chen Qian couldn't help but curl her lips into a small, proud smile:
"Of course. A girl's skin is naturally much more delicate than you boys'."
"And another thing,"
Lin Chen leaned in closer, his nose brushing against her wet hair.
His voice was full of admiration.
"Even after falling into the water, your hair still smells so good."
"That's just the smell of conditioner."
Chen Qian's voice was soft and shy.
Her heart beat faster and faster, and even her breathing became a bit ragged.
Even though it was a temperature-controlled pool,
she felt like her whole body was burning,
as if the water temperature was constantly rising.
Lin Chen looked at her flushed cheeks and half-closed eyes,
and could no longer restrain himself. He spoke directly,
his tone serious and urgent, without beating around the bush:
"Qianqian, I like you."
His hand lightly caressed her waist,
the delicate sensation from his fingertips making Chen Qian tremble slightly.
"I like your long legs, I like your slender waist, I like every part of you,"
Lin Chen's voice was deep and suggestive.
Pressed against her ear, he said word by word,
"I've liked you for a long time."
Chen Qian felt her whole body go soft under his touch.
Her heart was beating so fast it felt like it would explode, so she simply closed her eyes.
Her cheeks were so red they looked like they could bleed.
She didn't refuse, nor did she respond,
but she quietly leaned a bit closer into his arms.
This silent acquiescence made Lin Chen overjoyed.
Looking at the shy Chen Qian with her eyes closed in his arms,
he could no longer hold back the throbbing in his heart. He lowered his head and kissed her directly.
{Secret Tip: A man should strike when the time is right; opportunities are fleeting. Grasp them well.}
As their warm lips met, Chen Qian stiffened,
but then she softened again, her hands instinctively grabbing Lin Chen's arms.
Their breaths intertwined, and the steam from the pool rose in curls,
enveloping their figures in an atmosphere that was both suggestive and heated.
Lin Chen kissed her carefully, yet with an irrepressible urgency.
His tongue lightly brushed her lips, and seeing no resistance,
he grew bolder, tightening his arms
to hold her firmly in his embrace, becoming more immersed in the kiss.
With her eyes closed, Chen Qian felt as soft as if she had no bones.
Her hands, which had been gripping Lin Chen's arms, slowly relaxed
and slid down his back, her fingertips inadvertently brushing against his firm skin.
This caused Lin Chen to shudder, and his kiss became even more intense.
The warm water in the pool swayed gently, splashing fine droplets
onto their skin, mingling with their heavy breathing.
It was exceptionally provocative.
After an unknown amount of time, they slowly pulled apart.
Chen Qian leaned against Lin Chen's chest, gasping for air.
Her cheeks were flushed deep red, her eyes were hazy, and she didn't even dare to look at him.
Her fingertips lightly toyed with the corner of his trunks, her voice as faint as a mosquito's hum:
"You... you bad guy."