Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

Behind the screen lies a hidden world.

It was a luxurious bathing place, with a huge round jade bathtub in the center, steaming hot.

On the sandalwood clothes rack next to them, several pieces of women's clothing were casually draped, one of which was the white military uniform that Chu Mengyao had worn during the day.

Beneath the military uniform, a silver-white bodice gleamed like silk in the candlelight.

On the upper right corner of the bib, a small and delicate orchid is embroidered with pink silk thread.

Lin Mo's gaze lingered on the small flower for half a second.

He remembered this flower.

Last night, he had gently traced its outline with his fingers and felt its softness with his lips.

Hmm, the workmanship is good.

But why are there only clothes?

What about people?

"What the hell, are we playing an escape room mystery game?"

Lin Mo scratched his head and muttered to himself.

Perhaps she took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and went out?

He didn't think about it anymore; the goods had been delivered, and his mission was complete.

So he turned around and prepared to leave, to go back to eat and sleep.

But he had just turned around.

"Gurgle..."

Another string of tiny bubbles rose from the surface of the bathwater.

Pink petals covered the water's surface, creating small ripples.

"Um?"

Lin Mo abruptly stopped in his tracks.

He slowly turned around, his brows furrowed slightly, and his gaze fell once again on the steaming bathtub.

The surface of the bathtub was covered with a thick layer of delicate rose petals.

The petals floated gently on the water, almost completely obscuring everything underwater.

But if you look closely, you can vaguely see a snow-white, blurry outline between the gaps in the petals.

The silhouette was curled up, trembling slightly underwater.

"Gurgle..."

Another string of even larger bubbles rushed out of the water, the little creature underwater was about to burst out of its bladder.

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow.

Is this guy hiding in the water, like a submarine?

But then he suddenly realized.

He got it.

Chu Mengyao is most likely ashamed to face him now because of last night's absurd "military exercise".

Is this a form of physical self-isolation?

Kind of cute.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo felt that much of the fatigue from his busy day had dissipated.

A mischievous thought sprouted up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

He decided to play along with the "iceberg diver's" performance.

He cleared his throat, pretending not to have noticed anything, and walked straight to the bathtub.

Then he reached out and probed the water, muttering to himself.

"Wow, the water temperature is just right."

"After a long day, I'm covered in sweat and dirt. A bath will help me get rid of this fatigue."

As he spoke, he began to unbutton the buttons of his coat, his movements slow and deliberate, producing a soft rustling sound.

The underwater world was a blur.

Lin Mo's voice sounded like a buzzing sound coming from behind a thick wall, indistinct.

But Chu Mengyao's eyes saw it clearly.

She saw that the guy was slowly unbuttoning his shirt; the movement clearly indicated that he was about to go into the water!

The thought exploded in her mind like a thunderbolt.

Together with him, in this bathtub!?

The air in her chest was rapidly running out, and a mixture of shame, anger, and fear made Chu Mengyao feel like she was suffocating.

No!

She could no longer bear it and kicked the bottom of the bucket.

Whoosh—!

With a loud crash, Chu Mengyao emerged from the water in a disheveled state, like a startled mermaid, covered in water droplets and filled with overwhelming shame and indignation.

"No! Don't come in! Don't come in!"

She clutched her chest tightly with both hands, her pretty face flushed red with embarrassment and indignation, as if it were about to bleed.

Her long, jet-black hair was soaking wet and draped over her shoulders, with a few strands playfully clinging to her smooth cheeks.

Water droplets slid down her delicate collarbone and rounded shoulders, disappearing into the deep cleavage.

Lin Mo stopped halfway through undressing.

His face wore a perfectly measured expression of shock, as if he were genuinely startled.

"Chu...Chu the strategist? So you're here!"

"I'm not here! I'm not here! I'm not here!"

Chu Mengyao shook her head desperately, shrinking further into the water, trying to cover herself with the scattered petals.

"You...you turn around right now! Don't look! Don't look!"

She hugged herself tightly to her chest, trying to block out the stunning scenery.

Unfortunately, she was well-off, and her seemingly desperate attempt to cover up her shortcomings only made things look more difficult.

Moreover, the pressure from the arm actually created an even more breathtaking curve.

Lin Mo's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

It must be admitted that the current scene, with its half-hidden beauty, is...

This look, a mixture of shame, fear, and helplessness, is all the more likely to get people's blood pumping.

"You're not here?"

Lin Mo took a step forward and stood by the bathtub, looking down at her.

"Is this one in front of me a water ghost?"

"Tsk tsk, and she's such a well-built slut."

"You're the water ghost!"

Chu Mengyao retorted angrily, but her voice grew weaker and weaker.

She felt like she was going crazy.

That bastard, how could he be so shameless!

She finally understood.

This guy clearly knew I was hiding downstairs! Yet he still deliberately said he wanted to take off his clothes and come in to take a shower!

How awful! How awful!

"Then what were you doing hiding in the water? Practicing holding your breath?"

Lin Mo's tone was full of pure curiosity, as if he were genuinely asking an academic question.

"I……"

Chu Mengyao's mind went blank; she couldn't think of any reasonable explanation.

"Could it be... they're reminiscing about last night's water battle?"

Lin Mo lowered his voice, carrying an ambiguous tone that only the two of them could understand.

The words "water battle" struck Chu Mengyao like a thunderbolt.

boom--!

The high-definition images that she had forcibly suppressed last night began to play uncontrollably in her mind again.

She clung to his body, awkwardly seeking a kiss, beneath him...

"Shut up! Don't say it! Don't say it!"

Chu Mengyao felt all the blood rush to her head.

She grabbed a handful of rose petals from beside her, mixed them with water, and splashed them all over Lin Mo's face.

Lin Mo did not dodge.

Warm bathwater mixed with flower petals poured over him, soaking his hair and front of his shirt.

He wiped the water droplets from his face and looked at the woman in the bathtub who had become so ashamed and angry that she started attacking people. Instead of being angry, he was even happier.

"Splash me?"

Lin Mo slowly unbuttoned his wet coat and casually tossed it onto the low stool next to him, revealing his close-fitting white undershirt.

"Strategist Chu, do you know what? You look like a cat that has been provoked right now."

"Soaked to the bone, baring its teeth and claws, it looks fierce, but it's actually not dangerous at all."

As he spoke, he took another step closer to the bathtub, bent down, and placed his hands on the edge of the tub.

This action cast Chu Mengyao entirely in his shadow.

Water droplets dripped from Lin Mo's hair and landed on Chu Mengyao's face, making her shudder.