Chapter 687: Young and Unaware

"Click... thud."

The bathroom door was pushed open, and Poseixi walked in with a look of helplessness on her face.

"Huh?"

As it turned out, she didn't see anyone at first glance.

Subconsciously, she took two steps forward, walked to the side of the wooden tub, and leaned over to look inside.

"Splash..."

Suddenly, two hands reached out from the edge of the tub, directly grabbing her willow-slender waist, lifting her up, and pulling her into the wooden tub.

"You, you, you! What are you doing!"

Poseixi was flustered for a moment, but the next second, relying on her strength as a Limit Douluo, she suspended her body above the water, not letting herself fall in.

Qin Jian emerged from the water, his wet, smiling face appearing in Poseixi's line of sight.

"Sister, I wanted to hug you in so it would be easier for you to help me bathe!" he said with a beaming smile.

"I don't want to, I refuse." Poseixi said righteously.

"Oh..."

Qin Jian seemed to agree with her: "Then I'll let you down..."

But before Poseixi could breathe a sigh of relief, his hands suddenly reached toward her armpits and playfully tickled her a few times.

"Ah!"

Plop.

Accompanied by a shriek and the sound of splashing water, Qin Jian successfully pulled the soaking wet Poseixi into his arms.

"You're going too far, you!"

Poseixi poked Qin Jian's brow with her finger in feigned anger.

Her drenched clothes clung tightly to her delicate body, and her long hair stuck wetly to her forehead, possessing a unique charm.

"Sister..."

Qin Jian murmured, reaching out to gently brush the hair stuck to her face, and whispered: "You are so beautiful."

"Still not letting me go."

Poseixi rolled her eyes at him.

"You aren't planning on escaping, are you?" Qin Jian asked vigilantly.

Poseixi said helplessly: "I'm already wet, what's the point of going out? Didn't you want a massage? I can't massage you while holding me like this."

Qin Jian then loosened his grip.

With a splash, Poseixi moved away from him and leaned against the side of the tub opposite him.

Qin Jian looked over, unable to help feeling his mouth go dry.

She was still wearing that tight-fitting women's Sword Outfit, but her long hair had already been let down.

"Turn around, you aren't allowed to look at me."

Seeing his gaze, Poseixi reached out and turned him around, facing away from her.

Warm water washed over her chest from time to time, and her cheeks gradually flushed with a rosy glow.

Her soft fingers pressed onto Qin Jian's shoulders, kneading gently, like a kitten's paws scratching at his heart, bringing him a sense of comfort, yet also a touch of agitation.

Being in the water, Qin Jian couldn't calm his mind to enjoy Poseixi's massage at all.

The rising steam and his gradually accelerating heartbeat all sent their thoughts drifting toward the indescribable.

"Hoo..."

Poseixi suddenly lowered her head, breathing lightly: "Qin Jian... I... I'm going out..."

Splash.

Before she could finish her sentence, she stood up impatiently, wanting to escape the tub.

This ambiguous atmosphere was driving all her senses toward desire; if she didn't leave now, she suspected her hands wouldn't be able to help themselves...

"Wait a moment..."

Just as she stood up, her hand was grabbed by Qin Jian.

"Let go of me."

Her face was flushed red, and she didn't even dare to turn her head to look at Qin Jian.

Plop!

Another splash of water.

Poor High Priestess didn't even finish her shriek this time before she fell into Qin Jian's arms, her lips sealed by a warm kiss.

"Mmph!"

She widened her eyes and reached out to pat Qin Jian's chest.

But other than making Qin Jian's actions even more overbearing, it had no effect at all.

Later, she wrapped her arms around Qin Jian's neck herself, no longer willing to let go.

Being able to multitask while kissing seems to be a man's talent.

Unfortunately, the beautiful scenery underwater couldn't be seen, so Qin Jian had to rely on his own imagination to recreate it.

Poseixi felt her whole body relax, as if all her restraints had been undone.

Those who have never experienced intimate skin-to-skin contact between a man and a woman will never know how addictive such a sensation can be.

Such longing knows no gender.

Qin Jian couldn't help but glance downward, wanting to see that indescribable beautiful scenery.

Unfortunately, the power of harmony was too strong; he could only see a blurred image underwater, as if it had been pixelated.

A slender neck, exquisite collarbones.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, water splashed violently.

Qin Jian's hands were left empty, and he plunged headfirst into the water; the beauty had flown off into the void, disappearing without a trace.

Under intense stimulation, Poseixi finally unleashed the power of a Limit Douluo...

Qin Jian's eyes were practically spitting fire: "Poseixi!"

Being interrupted halfway through—this feeling... it was like smelling a fragrance for ages, only for the delicacy to run away on its own.

"Hiss hiss!"

Just at this moment, a faint, ethereal chill began to swirl around him.

The cold current surged directly downward, freezing Qin Jian without the slightest hesitation.

"What the hell!"

Qin Jian shivered all over and hurriedly melted the ice.

"Na'er, what are you doing?!" he asked in his mind.

"Helping you cool down. Weren't you planning to drag this out for another half a year? You couldn't hold back already?" Na'er said coldly and aloofly.

Qin Jian's lips twitched: "Your way of helping me cool down is a bit too special. Aren't you afraid I won't be able to get it up ever again?"

"That would be just perfect, it would save me from having these women constantly chirping and moaning right under my nose," Na'er said.

Qin Jian's expression was blank: "Then what will you do in the future?"

"Do you think I would need that kind of thing?" Na'er sneered.

Qin Jian was silent for a moment, then said gloomily: "Youth doesn't know the value of a man... Little Na'er, when you're older, you'll know the benefits..."

"Filthy!"

Na'er said, shamed and angry.

Crack, crack, crack!

The water around Qin Jian suddenly turned into ice.

He hurriedly pulled himself out of the ice layer; thanks to thermal expansion and contraction, he had already returned to normal.

Putting on his briefs and throwing on a bathrobe, Qin Jian sauntered out.

After blowing in the sea breeze for a while to completely dissipate the heat in his body, he returned and pulled open the bedroom door.

Moonlight, like flowing water, blanketed the bed.

On the inner side of the bed, the half facing the window, just as Qin Jian expected, the woman's gentle silhouette was turned away from him, seemingly looking at the seascape outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

He shuffled over, lay down on the outer side of the bed, and hugged his body pillow from behind.

Poseixi's back visibly trembled slightly, and a gentle voice filled with a hint of reproach came: "Don't provoke me again... it's still... still too soon..."

(End of this chapter)