Chapter 354, First Step

Before Zhuo's body even soaked in the hot water, his whole body was already hot due to the excessive heartbeat.

Zhuo wanted Ling to come earlier, but also wanted her not to come. In this dilemma that he himself did not understand, Zhuo pursed his lips. At this time, the creaking sound of the paper sliding door came from behind.

Zhuo turned around stiffly, and Ling, with a dazzling complexion, was standing quietly in front of the door looking at him.

The moment he caught sight of the figure, Zhuo froze and didn't move. There was nothing he could do about it.

The swimsuit was indeed the one she had chosen, and the upper body was exactly what Zhuo had expected. The style that covered her chest and belly almost covered half of her body, with no extra decorations on it, just simply covering her skin with cloth. The exposed area was not too extreme. Even so, she still looked so sexy, which was due to the good figure that Ling had trained through years of high-intensity action.

The bad thing is, to be more precise, it is the lower body that is too much. Zhuo originally saw this swimsuit and thought it had the longest skirt among all the swimsuits. Zhuo thought it could be used as an outdoor outfit. But for some reason, when it was worn on Ling, only half of the thigh above the knee was exposed, which just reached a certain level that made people imagine.

The soft and smooth skin of her legs on the front alone is enough to captivate the heart, and when she moves a little more, the seductive curve under her skirt will be revealed, and those two legs as smooth and white as jade lotus roots are even more dazzling like shining light.

A neck without excess fat, appropriately undulating breasts, a smoothly curved waistline, and tight yet soft thighs are all so ideal.

Zero walked over with small steps with his head down the whole time, not because he was shy. Or rather, not entirely because of shyness... Zero kept pulling the hem of his skirt with both hands and turned around to look behind him.

I only saw the fluttering skirt as she turned around, and Zhuo was sitting by the pool, at a relatively low height, so even though I knew she was wearing a swimsuit underneath...

Zhuo lowered his head, pinching the bridge of his nose, feeling troubled and helpless. It was obvious that Ling had tried her best. She could wear swimsuits worn by middle school students and little girls to look like this. There was really no other way.

"Is it weird?"

"No, no, no. It's suitable, but..."

"but?"

"…How should I put it? This is not good."

"Very bad, I mean—oh."

After Zhuo squeezed out a sound, Ling, who had originally lowered his head to ask further questions, discovered something and turned his face away.

"With something like this in front of us, we can only fall for it."

Ling's destructive power was so strong that Zhuo was glad that he didn't take Ling to the beach or hot spring baths (and fortunately swimming classes were optional at Central University), otherwise if someone saw her current state, Zhuo would definitely be worried and unable to sleep. To put it more directly, Zhuo wanted to squat immediately, out of sight, out of mind.

However, this is of course not an option. Zhuo took a deep breath and tried to regain his composure, looking at Ling's cheek. Zhuo thought that if he didn't look down, he would be able to calm down and return to normal.

"...Anyway...preparation before entering the water. Should I take care of my hair first?"

"Well, I got all the tools."

“I see… Well, as long as you’re happy, it’s fine… But please be careful.”

"...I will pay attention."

Ling did not completely hide the expression on her face. After hearing Zhuo's words, she blinked and nodded in agreement. Although her eyes wandered because Zhuo was only wearing swimming trunks, she could not hide the relief in her eyes.

Finally, Ling seemed to have made up her mind after seeing that Zhuo was in an even more awkward posture than her, and took out something that looked like hair care products from the waterproof bag in her hand.

"here we go."

"That's right." Zhuo felt awkward to keep looking at Ling, and it would be best if he could get her out of his sight.

Zhuo frankly sat down on the chair, with his back to Ling, and heard a soft moan. Perhaps this was also quite embarrassing.

However, Zero did not stop the work in her hands. Just like she had said in the past, Zero was the kind of person who would go ahead even if she knew she had no chance of winning. Then there was a rustling sound behind her.

"…First, comb your hair."

"oh oh."

Ling's voice seemed to be hesitant. After she finished speaking, she waited for Zhuo's response and slowly inserted the comb into her hair.

Judging from her feeling, Ling combed her hair very carefully, probably because she was afraid of losing a single hair while washing.

"I always ignore these problems when looking straight ahead. It is very important to comb out the excess dust and debris first, and then wash it thoroughly with hot water."

"I see. I find it troublesome, so I sometimes take a bath and apply body wash at the same time."

"Forget about the past. I will keep an eye on you from now on."

"Uh...haha, really? I don't have the confidence to be able to keep my hair that long and beautiful."

The "later" in Ling's words seemed to indicate that he would always help Zhuo wash his hair, which made Zhuo excited, but he was too embarrassed to give a positive answer, so he had to talk about Ling.

Ling's hair is long and smooth, with no split ends and full of luster. It is the envy of countless girls.

"I don't know so much nursing knowledge." While Zhuo felt happy and admired, he also let out a small bitter smile in his heart.

"My hair quality is good, so it won't be so bad that you won't be able to figure it out."

"Yes, does this have something to do with the dragon bloodline?"

"Maybe. Most of the hybrids I've seen have thick hair."

Ling finished combing his hair and picked up the pompadour. Zhuo glanced at him and realized that he was going to rinse it with hot water, so he gently closed his eyes.

Ling whispered, "It's time to start," then turned on the hot water and poured it over Zhuo's hair.

"You need to rinse this thoroughly first. You've been lying on the bed leaning against the pillow for too long, so this step is essential."

"...It's so troublesome to come here every day. Let me tell you in secret that I am a man who has washed my hair with body wash."

"Ah~"

"...Well, you'll do it for me when we take a bath together in the future, so just hold on for now."

Zhuo thought it was a bit troublesome and he was too lazy to do it every day. After all, it was a bit difficult for a boy who washed his hair and body at the same time (although he specially chose the shower gel that could be used as shampoo), so he said so. But Ling, who was washing with the pompadour, paused.

Should we say that nothing happened next, or should we say that it was too silent?

Ling silently rubbed the shampoo in his palms, and this image flashed in the mirror.

(End of this chapter)