I'm a senior in high school, and the Emperor Development System has arrived!

Chapter 141 Intimate Contact with Bai Qianqian

Early the next morning.

The sun, which had been shining brightly for a long time, finally shone on Chen Zhou's face.

He got up with a yawn as the sun shone on his face again, and prepared to brush his teeth and wash his face.

To avoid being discovered by the old men, Jiang Xia and Lu Mi set alarms and went back to their room around 6:00.

Chen Zhou shook his slightly numb arms; they had been pressing down on him all night, and they were really numb.

Yeah, my heart feels numb too.

Chen Zhou went to the bathroom, brushed his teeth while looking at the system messages in front of him, and a slight smile appeared on his lips:

"Dismantle the Xia Mi Alliance?"

interesting.

The power of the Xia Mi Alliance was evident in what happened to Lin Xiaomeng yesterday.

For the sake of this 1000 imperial prestige, and also for my future sexual happiness.

The Xia Mi Alliance can no longer exist.

After dinner.

Chen Zhou remembered going to the comic convention with Bai Qianqian, so he made a voice call.

After a long while, the call connected, and Bai Qianqian's flustered voice came from the other end:

"Hello... hello?"

Chen Zhou's lips curled up slightly:

"What are you doing? It took you so long to answer the phone."

Bai Qianqian's tone carried a hint of embarrassment:
"I...I haven't gotten up yet."

Chen Zhou joked with a smile:

"That's really lazy of me, I've already finished my breakfast."

Bai Qianqian said softly:

"Li...awesome!"

Although it was a trivial matter, her tone revealed her sincere admiration.

She went on to say:

"I can't even get up in the morning when I'm on holiday."

Chen Zhou shook his head slightly and got to the point:

"The comic convention starts at 9:30, right? There's still plenty of time. Shall we align our schedules?"

Bai Qianqian was taken aback and asked:
"Huh...what kind of graininess?"

Chen Zhou chuckled and said:

"It's an outdated joke that's not worth mentioning. It's just about aligning our schedules, like where we're changing clothes and when we'll arrive."

Bai Qianqian paused for a moment, then said excitedly:

"You...you can come to my house? Change your clothes, I'll do your makeup!"

This time, Chen Zhou was stunned:
"What? You need to put on makeup?"

Bai Qianqian hummed in agreement, looking rather happy.

"Then...that's for sure, but...how can you cosplay without makeup?"

Chen Zhou thought about it and agreed; everyone at the comic convention had foundation thicker than a city wall.

Seeing that he was still hesitant, Bai Qianqian quickly pressed her advantage:
"Don't worry, I'm a very good makeup artist!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhou no longer refused:
"Okay, I'll go to your place first. We'll do our makeup and change clothes, then take a taxi to the comic convention."

Bai Qianqian quickly hummed in agreement.

After planning the process, Chen Zhou called out to Lao Deng, "Let's go out," and then took a taxi to Bai Qianqian's house.

Upon arriving outside the villa complex, Chen Zhou realized it wouldn't be appropriate to visit someone's home empty-handed, so he bought a fruit basket from a nearby fruit shop.

Arriving at the door according to the address, Chen Zhou pressed the doorbell.

Soon, Bai Qianqian's slightly trembling voice came through the walkie-talkie:

"Come on... come on!"

"Ah."

Chen Zhou spoke steadily.

The late summer sun shone through the gaps in the broad-leaved plane trees in the villa area, casting dappled light on the door.

The silence was so brief it was almost negligible.

The next second, the heavy door slid open silently inward.

Good morning!

Bai Qianqian stood behind the door, looking at him with a slightly flushed face.

She had clearly changed her clothes, putting on a simple off-white loungewear dress.

Her long hair was loosely tied into a low ponytail, with a few stray strands falling onto her smooth neck and jawline, outlining a soft curve.

"...Please, please come in!"

The sound was still not loud, and Bai Qianqian stepped aside.

Chen Zhou, dressed in cosplay, walked in, placed the fruit basket on the entryway cabinet, then peeked inside and asked:
Are your aunt and uncle there?

"Come on...come on, no...you don't need to bring anything!"

Bai Qianqian then noticed the fruit basket, and the heat that had just subsided on her face surged back up, her voice trembling with urgency.

Before he could finish speaking...

"Yo--"

A cheerful greeting drifted from the direction of the kitchen.

The white-clad mother stood there, wearing a black apron and holding a half-peeled pear in her hand.

Her eyebrows and eyes resembled Bai Qianqian's by about five or six points, only the lines were sharper, and there were fine creases at the corners of her eyes. Her expression carried a touch of everyday intimacy.

"Is this Chen Zhou, the classmate that Qianqian talks about every day?"

Her face was beaming with smiles:
"Don't stand there, come in and sit down! Auntie is preparing food right now, my hands are occupied, let me cut you some pears to tide you over!"

"Hello Auntie."

Chen Zhou quickly bowed, with the respect a student should show to an elder.

"excuse me."

He straightened up, his gaze sweeping over Bai Qianqian beside him.

At this moment, she was standing to the side with her head down, her face flushed, clearly feeling shy because of Bai's mother's teasing remark.

Bai Qianqian, who was frozen in place with her ears burning red as if they were about to bleed, was finally rescued by her mother's words, "Qianqian, don't just stand there."

She quickly looked up, hurriedly replied to her mother with "Mmm...Mmm!", and then subconsciously glanced at Chen Zhou.

She seemed to want to say something to ease the awkwardness, but the words caught in her throat. In the end, she simply lowered her head slightly and whispered:
"Then...then shall I take you...to my room?"

Chen Zhou smiled politely at Bai's mother:

"Sorry, auntie."

Then he turned to Bai Qianqian, his tone light:
"Okay, let's go."

He naturally pushed the fruit basket to the wall of the entryway cabinet, his movements showing a certain familiarity.

"I'll get you some fruit later!"

Bai's mother's voice came from the direction of the kitchen.

Bai Qianqian didn't dare to respond again, but quickened her pace and led Chen Zhou into the living room.

What unfolded before Chen Zhou was an extremely spacious open space.

The core of the first floor is the high-ceilinged living room, where huge floor-to-ceiling windows bring in all the lush greenery of the courtyard, and the late summer morning light casts bright and refreshing patches of light on the floor.

The overall color scheme is clean and crisp white, gray, and light wood tones, with simple and clean lines.

The sofa is a beige modular unit, surrounded by a central, irregularly shaped light gray rug with strong lines.

In the corner, a stylish black piano stands quietly, with an open sheet of music on the music stand.

Seeing this, Chen Zhou was a little surprised:
"Mr. Bai can also play the piano?"

Bai Qianqian paused and hesitated before speaking:

"Mom... Mom taught me, so I know... I know a little, but... but I'm not very good at it."

Chen Zhou nodded, surprised that Bai Qianqian came from a musical family.

"The living room... we don't use it much... let's go upstairs!"

Bai Qianqian introduced softly, her steps unwavering, leading Chen Zhou to the other side of the living room.

She walked up the stairs, holding onto the smooth mahogany handrail, her skirt swaying gently with each step. Chen Zhou followed behind, his gaze subtly sweeping over their surroundings.

Several abstract paintings hang on the wall, and ambient lighting is hidden in the corner, providing soft light.

A potted green plant with its branches and leaves spread out is placed at the corner of the stairs.

Every detail exudes good taste and an understated sense of wealth.

Damn, it's so good to be rich!
Chen Zhouyan sighed, stepped onto the second floor, and continued to look around.

The second floor is designed to offer more privacy.

The corridor connects several rooms.

Bai Qianqian walked straight to one of the rooms with a small plush ornament hanging at the door and gently pushed the door open.

A light, sweet fragrance, like a blend of fruit candy, vanilla cream, and the scent of newly blooming flowers, gently wafts towards you.

Chen Zhou stepped into the room, then stopped in his tracks.

This...this is way too pink.

Almost all the furniture is in shades of pink and white.

At first glance, it looks like you've stepped into a fairy tale world.

Bai Qianqian walked to the wardrobe and took out an outfit cosplaying Hinata.

The main body is made of soft, light purple fabric, and the pants, shoes, and accessories are all included.

She turned her head shyly and asked:

"Let's... let's change our clothes first, and then... then put on makeup, okay?"

Chen Zhou nodded, looked towards the bathroom in the bedroom, and asked while holding the Sasuke cosplay outfit:
Where do I change?

Bai Qianqian glanced at him quickly and said:
"I...I'll go to the restroom!"

Chen Zhou nodded, watching her pick up her clothes and head towards the restroom.

He touched his nose, looked at the pinkish room, and felt a little lost.

The sound of someone changing clothes came from the bathroom.

Chen Zhou took Sasuke's dark blue stand-up collar jacket and ninja pants and finally chose to change at the foot of the bed.

He had just taken off his short-sleeved shirt when he heard the bathroom door click open a crack.

Chen Zhou subconsciously covered his chest with his shirt.

Through the crack in the door, only half of Bai Qianqian's face was visible; her eyes were watery, and her cheeks were even redder than the pink hues that filled the room.

Her breathing was a little rapid, and her voice sounded like a mosquito's hum squeezed out from between her teeth:
“Chen…Chen Zhou…can…can…”

Chen Zhou looked at her, raised an eyebrow, and asked:

"what happened?"

Bai Qianqian's face turned even redder, and she mustered her courage to speak.

"The zipper... is stuck... I can't get it up, and I can't pull it down either..."

Chen Zhou was slightly taken aback and asked:
"What should I do?"

Bai Qianqian's face turned red:
"Could...you help me?"

Chen Zhou pointed to himself:
"I?"

He glanced at Bai Qianqian again, somewhat hesitant:

"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Qianqian was almost in tears:
"Please...please!"

Chen Zhou sighed slightly and could only nod before putting his short-sleeved shirt back on.

Looking at those thick muscles, Bai Qianqian's gaze wandered aimlessly, unsure of where to look.

Fortunately, Chen Zhou was quick and put it on in a second, then went to the bathroom.

Bai Qianqian showed him her back.

Only then did Chen Zhou realize the problem.

She was originally wearing a beige loungewear dress, but now the zipper's serrated edge was stuck right in the middle of her back, neither high nor low.

The white lining fabric was twisted and crumpled inside; forcibly pulling it would only tear the garment.

Bai Qianqian hunched her back slightly, her thin and slender shoulders tense, and the back of her fair neck flushed pink with embarrassment, revealing fine, soft downy hairs.

Large swaths of snow-white skin were exposed before Chen Zhou's eyes, including the clasp of his white bra.

He took a few steps closer and looked down to carefully examine the area that was stuck.

As you get closer, Bai Qianqian's unique sweet scent, a blend of shampoo and body lotion, wafts over even more clearly.

"do not move."

His voice unconsciously lowered, carrying a hint of reassurance.

Bai Qianqian froze immediately, even holding her breath.

Chen Zhou tentatively pinched the zipper pull with his fingers, trying to gently pull out the stuck fabric.

The fabric was thin yet tough, and it was firmly held in place by the metal teeth of the zipper, barely moving.

The warmth of his fingertips wafted through the thin fabric and soothed Bai Qianqian's slightly cool skin.

Bai Qianqian trembled violently and instinctively dodged to the side.

"Hiss—don't move!"

Chen Zhou's hand was almost pulled off balance, and he immediately said:

"If you pull too hard, your clothes will tear. Let me see what's wrong."

He bent down, getting even closer, and could almost see the fine texture of the skin on the back of her neck and the slight indentation caused by the zipper.

He held his breath and carefully used his fingertips to peel away the bitten lining piece little by little along the stuck seam.

From this angle, he could also see her small earlobes, which were a deep, bright red.

The room was extremely quiet, with only the faint, barely audible breathing of the two people.

The faint sounds of Bai's mother packing her things downstairs could be heard from outside the door, as if from another world.

Time seemed to stand still in this small corner.

Bai Qianqian lowered her head, her shoulders were stiff, and her heart was pounding like a drum.

The intense and focused gaze behind her sent a strange, tingling sensation through her body.

She bit her lower lip tightly, not daring to make a sound.

Chen Zhou could even feel the texture of her hair and the warmth of her body through the tip of his nose.

His fingers, focused and slightly tense, felt the soft, warm contours of the skin beneath the fabric.

The zipper teeth seemed to have loosened slightly, and a bit of the edge of the fabric that was being held was being peeled away.

"Almost there, just a little bit more..."

Chen Zhou whispered unconsciously, his voice carrying a gentleness he himself was unaware of.

Bai Qianqian's nape tightened even more, and the pink color quickly spread downwards.

Chen Zhou gasped and muttered to himself:
"It's so white."

Bai Qianqian exclaimed:
"Wha...what?"

Chen Zhoucai realized he had spoken his true feelings and quickly added:

"It's nothing, I just said this dress is really white."

Bai Qianqian gave a soft "oh," lowered her head, and remained silent.

Chen Zhou applied a little more force and finally managed to pull the zipper off.

But unexpectedly, due to excessive force, the zipper, with a slight "click" sound, slid all the way to the tailbone.

"ah!"

A short gasp escaped her lips, tinged with barely suppressed embarrassment.

Bai Qianqian suddenly shrank her shoulders forward, instinctively pulling her arms back to cover her burning skin.

However, the limited length of the arms actually makes the lines of the back more clearly defined.

Her back was as white as the finest mutton fat jade, and even the faint indentations on both sides of her spine shone with a delicate luster.

The faint red mark left by the zipper now stood out starkly against her snow-white skin.

Chen Zhou was also taken aback.

He originally just wanted to get the stuck zipper off, but he didn't expect to pull it off too hard at the last moment and rip it all the way down.

The sudden appearance of such a large expanse of snow-white skin made him catch his breath, and his throat involuntarily bobbed.

The sweet scent in the air seemed to intensify instantly, carrying a suffocating ambiguity.

　Thank you all for your concern. Everything is going well. My little darling.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)