Chapter 450: The Secret That Belongs Only to Ling (Zhuo) [Part ]

Ling was sitting in the bathtub alone, hugging his knees.

This was because she was thinking about what to do next, and all sorts of different images suddenly emerged in her mind, forcing her to desperately resist the urge to run away.

(Although I proposed it myself.)
"(I)... am your gift... carry me away..."

At the end of the blurred memory of a night a week ago, which was Zhuo's birthday, Ling didn't know how much he drank before he had the courage to say this. Although Zhuo was stunned for a while, he finally accepted it.

Zhuo should also understand that, unlike the last time at the hot spring hotel in his hometown, this time Ling was prepared to spend the night together as a lover. If she had asked him this when they were just dating, Zhuo would have blushed and avoided the topic, but this time he accepted the request after some hesitation.

It also meant that the desire he loved so deeply and longed for was becoming increasingly unbearable.

Ling knew that she was not very sensitive to that aspect. As a person who was in the prime of her life in terms of appearance, she rarely paid attention to that aspect. However, it was just because she was not interested. But she was still better than you who knew nothing about it.

Zero understands what kind of desires Zhuo, as a man, has, and that he is trying desperately to suppress them, but he also thinks it is natural for Zhuo to have such desires.

It was precisely because of his love that Zhuo could barely control himself. If he spent the night with Zhuo like that, the possibility of having sex would naturally increase.

Ling knew that if Zhuo's rationality got out of control due to some chance, he would be eaten up in the blink of an eye.

And because she thought it didn't matter, she said something to Zhuo that she didn't think she could say... Although she didn't want to admit it, Ling knew that this was just the result of alcohol making a coward brave. Ling never thought that there would be a day when he would be afraid.

(…I don’t actively want to do anything either.)
When she thought of what she had said, she was so ashamed that she sank the part below her eyes into the hot water, and gurgled the unspeakable emotions in her heart into the water. Now she was quite satisfied that she had said something shocking, which led to the current situation. This made Zero, who was now conscious and no longer dependent on alcohol, feel more and more embarrassed.

The reason why she let Zhuo take a shower and go back to the house first and then she went into the bathroom was to take care of her body.

It is true that this is just a normal maintenance procedure, but since she rarely does these things due to her bloodline, it is not surprising that Zhuo thinks she is very motivated.

Although it sounds like a self-serving excuse, Ling didn't say those words to Zhuo because he wanted to do that kind of love act.

She just wanted to feel Zhuo's body temperature by his side, to replenish the Zhuo element that she had been missing for a long time, but she didn't mean to strongly pray for that kind of thing.

When two people have intimate behavior, it is very likely that they will be loved both physically and mentally - she just accepted this possibility on the premise of understanding this.

“…deceiving oneself.”

She had made up her mind, but she still couldn't suppress the shame and uneasiness that welled up in her heart. A vague voice of criticism with a hint of self-blame sounded in the bathroom.

Ling, who had already realized that his physical condition had completely turned against Zhuo, had not completely imagined such a thing.

In the past life, Ling also noticed the reason why Zhuo occasionally moved his body unnaturally, and he felt the existence of that part more than once.

I don't know if it's because of this reason, or should I say thanks to this, but I always feel that there is still a distance between them because of this simple gender reason. Zero can't help but imagine the scene of being loved by Zhuo, and the future.

With the theoretical knowledge that was absolutely rich even without actual experience, Zhuo could imagine the scene of the body being touched and the scene of being naked wrapped in sheets and then being uncovered by Zhuo.

But this alone was enough for Ling. The countless emotions such as whether it would satisfy Zhuo, whether there would be a gap between imagination and reality, and her own shame were enough to make her brain stop working.

When I thought that even further things might happen to me later, my heart was beating fast even though I felt a little self-doubt and uneasiness.

Zero couldn't help but cover his chest, feeling the slightly thin touch that he didn't care about in the past... These parts that he usually didn't care about, and even wore sports bras so as not to affect his movements, now made Zero particularly concerned.

After seeing the two dazzling golden vertical pupils reflected on the rippling water, she had to cover her eyes with her hands again.

(…This won’t work…This won’t work…)
Ling fell into the vortex of shame again because she was too emotional and her golden eyes lit up consciously. She knew very well that Zhuo was a very introverted and cautious person, and she knew that he had endured until today because he respected her.

She also understood that Zhuo's hidden desire was not simply out of sexual desire, but was caused by his love for her from the bottom of his heart.

It is for this reason that Ling wants to respond to him urgently, wants to give himself completely to him, wants to melt his body and mind into one with him, wants to become something that belongs completely to Zhuo.

Having said that, Zero still couldn't say that he didn't feel any resistance at all.

Even though it was clear that Zhuo could easily arouse the instinct of this body, he couldn't do anything psychologically...

(…If I don’t get out quickly, Zhuo will start to overthink things.)
While she was dithering and procrastinating like this, Zhuo could only wait in the bedroom. It was not her intention to make Zhuo wait.

Ling knew that in the process of getting to know each other, she had shaken Zhuo more than once because of her subconscious habits over the past ten years. Moreover, even if Ling had never thought about it, she could see that Zhuo still had the inferiority complex of standing beside her. Although she was also experiencing this kind of uneasiness and inferiority caused by true love, it was precisely because of this that Ling was eager not to delay any longer and did not want him to endure it any longer.

His heart still hadn't calmed down, but Zero convinced himself that things would work out in the end. Now that the last bottle of wine had been drunk, Zero was unwilling to spend any more money on it, so he could only force himself to cheer up and get out of the bathtub.

...

She gently wiped away the water droplets on her body with a towel, then applied body lotion and did some skin care on her face.

Going all out would be too revealing. In order to avoid being discovered, Zero just did some daily maintenance, but he couldn't help but put in some effort when checking his body.

While checking her skin which was soft and moist after taking a shower, she stole a glance at the clothes in the basket.

Ling brought in two sets of change of clothes.

One was the kind of dress she speculated men might like: a knee-length nightgown with a lace cardigan.

Although the neck and chest area are exposed, the fabric of the nightgown itself is not transparent, at most it slightly emphasizes the body lines. Wearing a cardigan on the outside can reduce exposure.

From Zhuo's usual appearance, it can be seen that he likes this type of clothing. Compared with explicit and sexually explicit clothing, Zhuo prefers clothes that are not too vulgar and are subtle and restrained.

Yes, he likes pure types. (So, I should keep this secret.)
Lingpi glanced at the task that he had folded and hidden underneath, and made an excuse in his mind.

In fact, she had prepared this set of clothes for just such a time.

After Mai said, "You can use it when you want to seduce someone, you won't suffer any loss," and strongly recommended it, Ling bought this set of clothes. This set of pajamas - or nightgown, to be honest, is not sensational, but it is a contrast to the cat doll pajamas above. As long as Ling has a little bit of reason, she will never wear it.

Although the fabric is not transparent, if it is slightly pulled apart the parts that should be covered will be exposed. This structure is not very reliable.

No matter how you think about it, if Ling appeared in front of Zhuo wearing this nightgown, he would definitely be scared by her energetic look.

Besides, she doesn't like wearing such embarrassing things.

Although Mai pushed her from behind, she still felt that it was stupid of her to buy it. At the same time, she was also afraid that she might be willing to wear it as long as it could make Zhuo happy.

(Today, I’m still wearing a doll…)
When I bought this kind of thing, was I really that obscene? After all, wasn't it because of some idea that I was willing to buy it?

Zero tried hard to keep his face from showing any flaws, picking up his ordinary stuffed doll pajamas to avoid facing the problem.

……

In the end, it turned out that choosing doll pajamas was the right choice.

Zhuo was sitting on the bed in pajamas that were obviously a couple's style. When Ling came in, he found that his face was red as fire when he looked up, and it was difficult to cover it up by saying that he had just taken a shower. Even so, he still forced himself to look calm, and the expression of his forced tense cheeks was very stiff compared to Ling himself.

The reason why he was so relieved when he saw me was probably because he was worried about something else...

(Although I did think about running away and hiding for a while...)
Even though it was Zhuo, he could still see the fire and love in his eyes. Ling was glad from the bottom of his heart that he didn't wear another one.

If she wore that, Zhuo probably wouldn't look her in the eye. Then he would just move on stiffly, step by step, as if he was doing something like that. Besides, she didn't have the confidence to appear in front of Zhuo wearing that outfit.

Ling didn't dislike Zhuo's gaze, which was mixed with relief and a little excitement. However, under the premise that she was sure what was going to happen next, being stared at by Zhuo in a bright place still made her feel ashamed and uneasy.

Although at Zhuo's home, Ling also deliberately wore a nightgown, and deliberately chose the time after taking a bath to walk around in front of Zhuo. However, that was completely the clothes she usually wore at home, and the style she chose was almost not exposed, and the hem was able to cover below the knees. Although that was also embarrassing, it was completely incomparable to the outfit in the bathroom.

Zhuo's eyes moved back and forth along the clothes on Ling's body. They were clearly the same type except for the size, but Ling always felt something different in Zhuo's eyes, which made her shrink slightly involuntarily. However, she appeared for Zhuo to see, so she didn't hide anything.

(…But thirst is a physiological need so there is nothing I can do about it.)
...

...

There was a clear and regular "dong dong dong" sound coming from the kitchen. Zhuo was doing his homework while feeling his thoughts drifting further and further away.

He usually did his homework in his room, but today was the day when Sachiko wanted to catch him going out to meet girls, so he was forced to stay in the living room and do his homework while listening to the sound of Sachiko cooking.

Frankly speaking, he could easily finish his elementary school homework, but whether it was the sound of unfinished vegetable cutting in the kitchen, the possibility of being caught to help, or the fact that he had to go to someone else's house to meet elementary school girls after completing his homework, all made Zhuo want to escape. He chose to listen to these sounds and slowly do his homework.

In fact, the calculation method for 55 to 25 is quite difficult, and there is no way to calculate it slowly by counting on your fingers.

Moreover, he knew that if he stayed here, Sa Chiko would see how hard he was working, which would put his mother, who always felt that her son was out of place in elementary school, at ease.

Zhuo felt Sa Chiko's occasional gaze while happily solving the difficult question "14+53=?" on his homework.

She did her homework slowly and slowly until Sa Chiko felt sleepy.

Although he was hungry, Ling still felt that this period of time was very happy. He hoped that the key could last forever. Because only in this way could he extend his time of "flirting with women" everywhere.

"Zhuo, the meal is ready~~"

"Okay~~"

After a while, Zero heard the energetic voice of Sa Chiko. He responded loudly and closed the notebook on the table with a hint of reluctance.

(…Goodbye, happy childhood.)
He originally wanted to write the last part slowly, but he would have to finish it eventually, so he had to pretend that he had been writing for a long time. Although this behavior was praised, since it was already finished, there was no problem - thinking of this, Zhuo shook his head like a little adult.

"Zhuo, throw the eraser crumbs into the trash can. Also, put away your notebooks and math handouts!"

"Good~"

"Zhuo worked very hard on his homework today. Are you looking forward to meeting new friends today?"

"Ah."

As expected, Sa Chiko had not forgotten this matter.

Sa Chiko, who works as a domestic helper and a special matchmaker for her elementary school son, still has an excited smile on her face.

While folding her apron, she whispered to Zhuo: "Go wash your hands first and eat well before your mother takes you to Izumi's house~"

After listening to this, Zhuo put down the math notes in his hand, nodded, and walked towards the sink.

He stood on tiptoes to wash his hands in the sink, stealing glances at the various dishes on the dining table.

It seems that today's dish is Japanese barbecue rice.

(It’s really scary. The floor is shaking when thunder strikes my place. I’ll post it first. It’s a two-in-one. I’m still writing it, in case there’s a power outage later.)
(I don't know if this is considered water in your mind. To be fair, I think these preparations are necessary. I don't like to write novels according to the usual "egoism" of online novels. Zhuo is an ordinary person. If I were in his shoes, I would also be an ordinary person if I traveled through time, maybe not as good as him. That's why I wrote it this way. If there is no sense of substitution, it would be my failure.)
(The numbers in brackets are counted by me, not money.)
(End of this chapter)