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

Su Wan turned to her side, pressing herself against Lin Ze in the blankets.

She didn't speak, but gently rested her burning cheeks on Lin Ze's broad shoulders.

Su Wan pulled their tightly clasped hands to her heart.

Lin Ze could clearly feel, on the back of his hand, two breathtakingly full mounds beneath the thin layer of silk fabric, and the heart pounding like a drum inside.

"Ozawa..."

Su Wan's voice was as soft as a breeze, carrying an unyielding tenderness and a hint of tipsy languor, as she whispered in Lin Ze's ear.

"You're feeling really bad right now, aren't you?"

These words were like a key, instantly unlocking the dormant volcano within Lin Ze that had been forcibly suppressed!

Just before his reason completely collapsed, Lin Ze grabbed Su Wan's soft little hand tightly and, fueled by the evil fire ignited by the wasteland red wine, flipped her over and pressed her hot and voluptuous body onto the soft double mattress.

The silk quilt made a soft rustling sound.

In this pitch-black and deathly silent darkness, even the slightest sound seemed amplified tenfold, sending chills down one's spine.

Lin Ze's hands were placed on either side of Su Wan's ears, his body slightly suspended in the air, not completely pressed down.

Even so, the distance between the two had already exceeded all security measures.

It's too soft.

Lin Ze had only one thought in his mind right now.

That thin layer of black silk underwear, under such close contact, couldn't even function as a thin sheet of paper.

Su Wan's chest heaved rapidly due to nervousness and the effects of alcohol, and with each breath, it inevitably brushed against Lin Ze's unmasked, firm pectoral muscles.

That amazingly soft touch, with the unique rose scent of a mature woman, mixed with the deadly rich aroma of wasteland red wine, went straight into Lin Ze's nostrils.

"Ozawa..."

Su Wan's voice trembled in the darkness, barely audible.

Instead of pushing Lin Ze away, she slowly and tentatively wrapped her slender, soft arms around his back.

This was simply the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Lin Ze's Adam's apple bobbed wildly, and his eyes gleamed with a beastly red light in the darkness.

Screw reason! Screw self-control!

Everyone's going crazy from being cooped up in this apocalypse. If he can still hold back, he doesn't deserve to be a man!

He suddenly lowered his head and, guided by instinct, followed the rapid breathing that carried a faint scent of alcohol. Their noses were about to touch.

At this critical juncture, when the heavens and earth were about to ignite a fierce conflict, it was a matter of life and death.

"Bang!"

A smooth, elastic thigh slammed into Lin Ze's back with irresistible force!

"puff--"

Lin Ze froze, nearly choking on his own breath from the kick.

He was as if he had been frozen in place, his hands gripping the mattress tightly, maintaining the position of pressing down on Su Wan, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"Young Master Lin... don't run away... An'an still wants to drink..."

Xia An'an's mumbling in her sleep could be heard from beside her.

This green tea vixen was clearly drunk; she not only draped her thighs over Lin Ze's back, but even rolled over in her sleep.

She leaned over him like an octopus, half of her body pressing down, and her red-nailed claws scratched at Lin Ze's waist with a few restless scratches.

Lin Ze mentally ranted:

Xia An'an is definitely an NPC sent by heaven to bring him down!

Why did you have to unplug the network cable when the progress bar was at 99%?

Do you think this is some kind of Pinduoduo-style discount scheme with bugs?!

Su Wan, who was beneath her, was terrified.

She shuddered violently, her hands, which had been wrapped around Lin Ze's back, recoiled as if electrocuted, and she covered her mouth tightly.

A pair of watery, peach-blossom eyes were wide open in the darkness, and even her heartbeat seemed to skip a beat.

Adultery!

These two words were like a bolt of lightning, instantly striking Su Wan's usually very conservative heart.

On a double mattress that could only fit five people, less than half a meter away from the other three women, Xia An'an's legs were even draped over Lin Ze's back...

This sense of "immorality" and the immense thrill of being discovered at any moment is like the most potent poison.

It not only failed to extinguish the fire in Su Wan's heart, but instead made the desire ignited by the red wine even more frantic and intense.

Lin Ze took a deep breath, not daring to move, and listened intently to the sounds around him.

Time passed by, second by second.

Inside the cramped and confined silk quilt, the temperature rose sharply.

Aside from smacking her lips twice, Xia An'an made no further moves, and her breathing gradually became even and long, indicating that she had fallen into a deep alcohol sleep again.

Just as Lin Ze breathed a slight sigh of relief and was about to carefully move the thigh off his back,

From his left side, he heard the rustling sound of fabric rubbing together again.

It's Shen Qingqiu!

This aloof lawyer just chugs three big gulps of Wasteland Red Wine straight from the bottle. The alcohol hit him hard, and the drug's effects were stronger than anyone else's.

"It's hot...where's the air conditioning...?"

Shen Qingqiu murmured unconsciously, her voice hoarse with unbearable discomfort.

She seemed to find the blanket too stuffy, and in a half-dreaming state, she ripped off the silk quilt covering her, then rolled over and landed in the spot that originally belonged to Lin Ze.

Unable to touch Lin Ze, Shen Qingqiu grabbed at the sheets haphazardly, and then, by sheer bad luck, grabbed Lin Ze's left wrist, which was braced against the mattress!

Lin Ze's heart jumped into his throat.

Shen Qingqiu's palms were burning hot, like a red-hot iron. She not only gripped Lin Ze's wrist tightly, but also pressed her burning cheek against it.

Like a kitten seeking comfort, it gently rubbed against the back of Lin Ze's hand and let out a soft, extremely satisfied hum.

"Buzz—"

Lin Ze felt like his head was about to explode.

Is this a test a human being can withstand?!

A green tea girl is lying on top of him, a mature woman is pressing down on him, and his left hand is being tightly held and rubbed by a cold female CEO!

He's like a sandwich filling, and if anyone even slightly sober up, this "toilet chief" will suffer social death on the spot!

This is a million times more exciting than fighting that mutated giant cockroach outside the door!

Lin Ze gritted his teeth, his forehead covered in a layer of sweat, which dripped down his nose and landed on Su Wan's fair collarbone with a "plop".

Su Wan's body trembled.

She could clearly feel how much pain Lin Ze was enduring at that moment.

Those muscles, taut as stone, and that heavy breathing—everything spoke of this man's limits.

But it really won't work here.

If she makes a sound and wakes Xia An'an or Shen Qingqiu, the scene... Su Wan felt ashamed and indignant just thinking about it. How could she possibly stay in this small team after that?