Walking into the bathroom, I saw Lan Wanting squatting beside the tub, her fingers stirring the water's surface. She instinctively turned her head, meeting Su Ci's gaze.
"Come and check if the water temperature is right."
Su Ci walked closer and saw the water was crystal clear. She reached out to touch it; the temperature was just right, and she nodded.
Opening the cabinet nearby, she could see many packets of traditional Chinese medicine. Su Ci's gaze inadvertently swept over the cabinet and noticed an opened bottle of red wine and a stemmed glass.
The motion of her hand reaching for the medicine packets suddenly stopped. She thought she might have come at a bad time, and perhaps the bathwater was prepared for Lan Wanting herself.
Su Ci picked up a packet and dropped it into the tub. Ripples spread across the water, and the active ingredients in the herbs dissolved, quickly turning the clear water brown. "Why don't you soak first? These herbs can greatly aid your cultivation."
Just as Su Ci got up to leave, Lan Wanting grabbed her wrist: "You came at the perfect time. You soak first, I'll go change clothes and come back."
Saying this, Lan Wanting walked out of the bathroom and closed the door behind her, as if preparing a surprise.
Hearing that Lan Wanting was going to change clothes and return, Su Ci couldn't help but recall how Lan Wanting had mentioned in the mall fitting room today that she would wear a slip dress and stockings for her tonight.
Could it be that Lan Wanting went to prepare that? Thinking of this, the tip of her nose felt warm.
She shook her head, trying to shake off the seductive thoughts. Whether it was what she imagined or not, the answer would be revealed shortly.
Quickly stripping off her clothes, Su Ci slipped into the bathtub. The comfortable water temperature relaxed her, and she yawned widely.
Speaking of which, after the in-depth discussion with Lan Wanting last night, and then cultivating with Sister Su until morning, she hadn't had a proper rest since arriving in this world.
There wasn't much physical fatigue; staying up for several days and nights is not a big deal for an Ancient Martial Artist.
But the mental fatigue lingered, mainly because she was constantly thinking about how to eliminate Ye Chen and the Dragon God Hall step by step, based on the plot she knew.
If Ye Chen didn't die, her heart wouldn't be at ease.
Clack!
The sound of the doorknob turning reached her ears, and Su Ci immediately cast her gaze over.
The door opened little by little, like unwrapping a gift box, gradually revealing the surprise inside.
The first thing that caught her eye was a flash of black: long legs bent at the knee, encased in black stockings, not yet touching the floor. A hand as white as congealed fat rested on the calf, moving slowly upward, seemingly tracing the curve of the leg with its fingers.
The movement was utterly seductive. Su Ci knew perfectly well this was provocation, yet her gaze still followed Lan Wanting's fingers slowly upward.
Only then did she realize the door was fully open. Lan Wanting smiled sweetly, leaning against the door frame with one hand, her eyes lifted flirtatiously, as beautiful as autumn water.
She had changed into a white sheer long shirt that just covered her upper thighs, clearly revealing black lingerie underneath.
Seeing Su Ci's unwavering gaze, Lan Wanting knew her outfit was extremely successful, but she still asked, "Does it look good?"
"Y-yes, it looks good."
Su Ci's eyes were fixed, and she nodded blankly. When she realized what she was doing, her face flushed crimson.
She quickly turned her head, burying half of it underwater, blowing bubbles, and transforming into Steamy Ci.
Damn it!
How could she be so susceptible to beauty? She wasn't Little Chu Nan anymore.
How could she still act like this? What was the difference between her and Little Chu Nan then?
If word got out, how would her employees view their elusive boss, who was rarely seen?
Just as Su Ci was chastising herself, the flash of black from earlier was displayed without reservation in the corner of her vision.
Lan Wanting half-sat on the edge of the tub, resting her right hand on Su Ci's exposed shoulder.
Seeing Su Ci's posture, a playful impulse struck her, and she chuckled softly: "We've done everything we should and shouldn't have done, yet Miss Su is still so shy."
Su Ci remained silent, burying her head even lower.
How could she admit she was shy? That would be submitting to Lan Wanting.
It was well known that the shy one would always be pinned underneath.
Therefore, she wasn't shy at all.
Before she could think further, one of Lan Wanting's hands quietly slipped beneath the water's surface.
Feeling a soft part of her body being touched, Su Ci trembled slightly.
Lan Wanting paused her movement slightly, then lifted Su Ci's chin, making Su Ci meet her gaze.
However, Su Ci's eyes seemed to have auto-aim, constantly glancing toward Lan Wanting's black-stockinged thighs.
Lan Wanting carefully studied Su Ci's flushed, pretty face: "A bashful Miss Su is also very cute."
She extended her other hand, took Su Ci's hand, and placed it on her own thigh: "No matter what happens now, I belong to Miss Su. Feel free to look boldly, and touching is allowed too."
Heavens!
Lan Wanting is truly skilled.
Whether it was her outfit or her teasing words, they constantly tugged at Su Ci's heartstrings.
If Su Ci hadn't known that the female protagonists in Dragon King novels always remained pure for the Dragon King—
—she would have thought Lan Wanting was an old hand at romance.
As she thought this, her hand seemed to gain a mind of its own, sticking firmly to Lan Wanting's leg and stroking it gently.
"Miss Su's body is still very honest!"
Lan Wanting leaned her head closer, dragging out the end of her sentence.
Su Ci glared fiercely, then wrapped her arms around Lan Wanting's neck and pulled her into the tub, splashing a large amount of water.
Even a clay figure has three parts of temper; if she endured this any longer, Lan Wanting would truly start riding roughshod over her in certain areas.
"Ah!"
Lan Wanting let out a seemingly startled cry and tumbled into Su Ci's arms, her clothes completely soaked.
The semi-sheer fabric clung to her skin, adding a layer of wet-look seduction to Lan Wanting.
Only Su Ci, who was holding her, understood this point most clearly.
Su Ci's throat tightened, bobbing intensely, and her hands unconsciously tightened their grip on the person in her arms.
To make it easier for Su Ci to proceed, Lan Wanting turned sideways and nestled into Su Ci's embrace.
Their gazes were lingering yet intense, meeting and mingling in the air.
"Miss Su can do anything she wants."
Lan Wanting's words were like a flame igniting dry tinder, completely releasing the desire in Su Ci's heart.
Su Ci leaned in and kissed Lan Wanting's lips, while one hand reached for the back of Lan Wanting's head, deepening the kiss. Her arm around Lan Wanting also tightened, as if trying to merge the other person into her own body.
Unlike her interactions with Jiang Su, she didn't need to carry heavy shackles when she was with Lan Wanting.
She could freely release the desires in her heart.
"Hiss!"
Suddenly, Su Ci keenly noticed the person in her arms let out a hiss from her throat, distracting Su Ci, who accidentally broke Lan Wanting's lip.
A faint metallic taste of blood spread between their lips, which brought Su Ci back to her senses slightly.
She gently pushed the person away and asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Was I too rough?"
As she thought this, a hint of self-reproach appeared in her eyes.
Lan Wanting shook her head, covering her waist with one hand: "It's just that the acupoint where you were holding me suddenly hurts a bit."
Su Ci looked at Lan Wanting, whose features were drawn tight and whose eyes were red at the corners.
This wasn't just "a bit" painful; it must be excruciating.
Suddenly, Su Ci seemed to realize something.
When her original body was young, she had seen the Daoist Nun Ci Hang teaching a new disciple a breathing technique, and the nun had mentioned that after teaching the Guided Breathing Technique, strenuous activity was forbidden, as it could easily damage the meridians.
And the method Sister Su used to teach Lan Wanting the breathing technique was precisely the guided style.
Damn it, how could she have forgotten this?
She didn't dare imagine what would happen to Lan Wanting if they continued.
However, Lan Wanting looked at Su Ci's worried eyes, a slight smile on her lips: "It's fine, let's continue."