Many children, many blessings: Surviving in a public restroom with a newlywed bridesmaid group

Although I can't see, my hearing becomes exceptionally acute at this moment.

The soft, rustling sound of the wet wipes against the skin was clearly audible in the quiet space.

What's even more deadly is the "iceberg mint" property of these wet wipes.

"Ouch...it's so cold..."

Chu Xiaoya was the first to let out a soft cry.

The mint essence touched her delicate skin, and the instant cool stimulation made the little girl gasp, her voice carrying a mixture of resistance and pleasure.

"Oh my, it's so cool, it feels like all my pores are opening up."

Xia An'an's voice came out muffledly from under the covers, carrying her signature coquettish charm.

"Xiaoya, don't push me! You touched me there..."

"I didn't! You just snuggled over there yourself, okay?!"

"Director Shen, could you please be a little more careful? You're about to roll the blanket away!"

The four women huddled together in the bed, pushing and shoving each other and wiping each other.

Every friction of the fabric, every accidental collision, is accompanied by a suppressed groan or a coquettish complaint.

Lin Ze had his back to them, his hands gripping the edge of the mattress so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

He felt as if there was an active volcano erupting behind him, and the hormonal scent mixed with the fragrance of mint was assaulting his nerves in waves.

"Ozawa..."

Just as Lin Ze was about to silently recite the Heart-Cleansing Mantra, Su Wan's gentle voice sounded behind him.

"Huh? Sister Wan, what's wrong? Are you out of wet wipes?" Lin Ze was startled and didn't dare to turn around.

"no……"

Su Wan seemed to have lifted the blanket halfway, and Lin Ze could feel a warm breath approaching from behind.

"You've been protecting everyone these past two days, you must have sweated a lot. You can't wipe your back yourself... Shall I wipe it for you?"

"No, no!" Lin Ze quickly refused.

"I can just wipe it off myself, there's no need to trouble Sister Wan..."

"Don't move."

Although Su Wan's voice was soft, it carried an undeniable firmness.

The next second, a cool, damp mint-scented wipe was placed on Lin Ze's broad back.

"hiss!"

Lin Ze trembled.

The cool, damp wipe slid gently across his taut muscles through Su Wan's soft fingertips.

Starting from his shoulder blades, he wiped the dust and sweat from his back down his spine.

Su Wan's movements were very light and careful, as if she were polishing a precious work of art.

"Thank you for your hard work these past few days."

Su Wan's warm breath brushed against Lin Ze's ear, creating a stark contrast with the icy coldness on his back—a contrast that could drive anyone mad.

"Wan, Sister Wan..."

Lin Ze's voice was stuttering. He could even feel Su Wan leaning forward, her amazingly soft chest brushing against his back.

"Oh, Sister Su Wan is so considerate, she's even taking away my work."

Xia An'an peeked out from under the covers, watching this scene with a grin.

"Young Master Lin, Su Wan's back is bandaged. Would you like An'an to wipe the front for you?"

"Xia An'an, shut up! Wipe your own mess!"

Lin Ze blushed and quickly stopped the vixen from making that dangerous remark.

After more than ten minutes of chaotic activity, the ambiguous wiping session finally came to an end.

The four girls crawled out of bed, their hair slightly disheveled, but the sticky feeling on their bodies was gone, and the coolness of the mint restored some color to their pale faces.

Even Shen Qingqiu's usually aloof face showed a rare hint of relaxation.

"Dinner's ready! Dinner's ready!"

Lin Ze couldn't wait to take out the self-heating hot pot and add water and seasoning packets according to the instructions.

A few minutes later, accompanied by the gurgling sound of the self-heating pack, an incredibly rich and irresistible aroma of spicy and numbing butter exploded in the five-square-meter room!

"Oh my god...it smells so good..."

Chu Xiaoya clasped her hands together, her eyes fixed on the steaming little box, looking like a wolf cub that hadn't eaten for three days and three nights.

Although there was only one hot pot, it came with a pair of chopsticks.

Five people sat cross-legged on a soft mattress, forming a circle.

"Same old rules, everyone take turns eating, one bite each, no grabbing allowed."

Lin Ze picked up a piece of marbled beef soaked in chili oil with his chopsticks and handed it to Su Wan.

"Sister Wan, you go first."

Su Wan blushed, opened her small mouth to take the beef, and chewed it gently.

"It's so hot...so spicy..."

Su Wan's eyes reddened slightly from the spiciness, and she fanned her mouth with her small hand, but her eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.

"But it's really delicious."

Next were Chu Xiaoya, Xia An'an, and Shen Qingqiu.

Faced with such temptation, even Shen Qingqiu abandoned all her reserve and took a bite of the tripe that Lin Ze fed her. She gasped for breath from the spiciness, but still couldn't resist wanting a second bite.

The same pair of chopsticks moved between the lips and teeth of five people.

Because the hot pot was too spicy and there was no water in the room, the women's lips were red and swollen from the spiciness, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

"Ouch... Ugh... It's so spicy, Young Master Lin, I want to eat that piece of beef tripe..."

While sticking out her tongue, Xia An'an leaned half of her body limply against Lin Ze's shoulder.

On this small but soft mattress, you can enjoy a steaming hot pot while surrounded by four alluring, semi-naked beauties.

Lin Ze suddenly felt that surviving the apocalypse wasn't so unbearable after all.

It even has a kind of heartwarming feeling that makes you want to sink into it.

however.

In this distorted world controlled by the system, comfort is always just a false illusion before the storm.

Just as Lin Ze picked up the last piece of beef, preparing to put it in his mouth...

"Shh...shh..."

A strange, teeth-grinding scraping sound suddenly came from the edge of the mattress, in the direction of the ceramic toilet.

It felt like something sharp was scraping against the inside of the drainpipe.

What was that sound?

Shen Qingqiu, with her keenest hearing, immediately stopped chewing and turned her head warily.

"Gurgle...gurgle..."

The previously calm toilet water seal suddenly seemed to boil, releasing a string of murky black bubbles.

Immediately afterwards, a nauseating stench wafted from the bottom of the toilet, instantly overpowering the aroma of the hot pot.

Lin Ze's expression changed.

He abruptly put down the hot pot box in his hand and pulled Chu Xiaoya, who was closest to the toilet, behind him.

"Everyone back up! Stick to the wall!"

Lin Ze let out a low growl.

Before he could finish speaking...

"Bang!"

A dark, indistinct thing suddenly burst out of the toilet's water seal and leaped directly onto the white toilet seat!

It was a mutated black cockroach the size of an adult wildcat!

Its entire body was covered in a shiny black chitinous carapace, and its two long tentacles were waving wildly in the air.

The most terrifying thing is that green viscous liquid is constantly dripping from its mouth, and when the liquid drips onto the ceramic edge of the toilet, it makes a "sizzling" corrosive sound!