On a rainy night, the school beauty knocked on my door and asked for shelter

Zhao Ya's face instantly turned bright red, like a ripe shrimp that shrank into the water, leaving only her eyes showing. She said in a muffled voice, "Don't talk nonsense when you get back."

Everyone couldn't help but laugh at her shy expression.

Amidst laughter and playful banter, they also exchanged topics typical of girls, such as skincare, body management, and the little things about university life.

This tranquil natural environment became a catalyst for them to share secrets and deepen their relationship.

As the sun slowly sank, it dyed the sky a deeper orange-red, and the girls finally came ashore satisfied, getting dressed neatly.

As instructed, Chen Mo sat on a large rock by the forest with his back to the pool. He could hear faint, clear laughter coming from afar, filtered through the bamboo forest.

A smile unconsciously crept onto his lips as his gaze fell upon the distant, rolling mountains and the gradually changing sunset, a sense of peace settling over him.

He wasn't listening intentionally, but that vibrant voice, especially Su Yuqing's uniquely gentle tone, always easily touched his heartstrings.

After an unknown amount of time, the laughter behind him gradually subsided, and Chen Mo knew that it was about time they came out.

"Gold Medal Bodyguards - We're all ready!" Sure enough, Zhou Yue's voice came first, carrying the freshness and joy of a post-shower moment.

Upon hearing the sound, Chen Mo stood up and turned around.

Four girls emerged from the bamboo forest, their hair wet and draped over their shoulders, their faces flushed from the steam, their skin looking exceptionally clear.

They changed into clean clothes, each holding a towel and drying their hair, resembling four delicate flowers, particularly eye-catching in the twilight.

Chen Mo's gaze almost instantly and accurately caught Su Yuqing.

She was gently drying her long hair with a dry towel.

After washing away the dust, her skin was fair and rosy, her eyes and brows were even clearer, and her wet hair clung to her neck, adding a touch of charm rarely seen on her usual face.

Seemingly sensing his focused gaze, Su Yuqing raised her head, met his eyes, a sweet blush rose on her face, and gave him a slight smile.

That smile was incredibly moving in the twilight.

Zhou Yue took in Chen Mo's momentary daze and Su Yuqing's shyness, and deliberately teased, "You're starting to get all greasy again."

Lin Xiaoxiao was also secretly laughing to herself.

Zhao Ya lowered her head slightly, smiled with her lips pursed, and the air seemed to be filled with sweetness.

She felt extremely envious of the sweetness of their relationship and their wonderful way of getting along.

Chen Mo felt a little embarrassed by Zhou Yue's words. He coughed lightly and looked away, but the gentle smile in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

He walked over naturally, took the bag of clothes that Su Yuqing had changed out of from her hand, and said gently, "Was the bath comfortable?"

"It feels so good, I feel relaxed both physically and mentally," Su Yuqing replied softly, walking naturally beside him.

At this moment, Chen Mo accidentally glanced at the bag containing Su Yuqing's clothes that he was carrying. He immediately noticed the underwear that Su Yuqing had worn all day. This set was the one he had chosen for Su Yuqing before, pink with lace trim.

Chen Mo felt as if something had unexpectedly and gently bumped into his heart.

A subtle warmth, mixed with a touch of embarrassment and an indescribable flutter of excitement, crept silently up to his ears. Almost immediately, with a barely perceptible haste, he tightened the opening of the bag slightly, as if to conceal the most private softness and fragrance of the girl that he had inadvertently glimpsed.

He had seen Su Yuqing's underwear before, and he had even touched it.

However, he had never actually seen Su Yuqing appear in front of him wearing only her underwear.

Although Su Yuqing had slept with Chen Mo many times, she always slept in her pajamas. There was never a time when she slept next to Chen Mo in only her underwear. If that had happened, he probably would have had a hard time controlling his gun.

If we're talking about watching it in a roundabout way, yes, I have.

For example, on that rainy day, he saw what Su Yuqing's underwear looked like through her soaked white shirt.

Alternatively, there have been instances where Su Yuqing appeared before him wearing only minimal clothing, such as underwear, like when she wore a swimsuit on the beach of Bikong Island.

But for some reason, people's subjective feelings are so strange.

When a girl walks on the beach in a swimsuit with minimal fabric, she looks attractive and alluring to men, but it's difficult for a man to immediately feel sexual desire just by looking at her.

However, if a girl appears in front of a boy wearing only underwear, the boy will be more likely to be aroused than if she were wearing a swimsuit.

Even though the degree of exposure is almost the same, there is still such a difference in feeling.

The same was true for Chen Mo. When he saw Su Yuqing in a swimsuit, his appreciation for her figure far outweighed any lustful impulses.

The human psyche is just that strange.

Similarly, his current reaction to seeing Su Yuqing's discarded underwear in the bag is completely different from when he casually takes Su Yuqing's underwear when collecting laundry at home, or even reaches out to touch it and put it back in the closet.

The latter is ordinary and doesn't evoke any particular feelings of desire.

But just looking at Su Yuqing's discarded underwear, Chen Mo felt an inexplicable surge of anger rising within him.

He would unconsciously imagine what the two pieces of fabric looked like when they were on their owner.

This, in turn, generates even more associations.

It might sound a bit perverted, but it's an inexplicable, irresistible impulse that makes your brain start working naturally.

Chen Mo did not intend to spy, but this unintentional glance was like a pebble thrown into a lake, creating ripples.

That gentle lotus root pink hue strangely overlapped with the image of Su Yuqing's beautiful and refined face in his mind, her fair and rosy skin still damp from her bath, creating a powerful and intimate association that only lovers could have.

And that alluring temptation that stirs the heart and makes one's soul flutter.

He instinctively gripped the bag in his hand, his fingertips even able to faintly feel the soft texture of the fabric through the bag.

This made his throat a little dry, and his gaze involuntarily drifted towards Su Yuqing beside him again, as if he were doing something wrong.

She was tilting her head slightly, drying her hair with a towel, her neck forming a graceful, slender line, completely unaware of this, her appearance as pure as a mountain spring. (End of Chapter)