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

Seeing her stubborn pride and the way she was suffering for it, Lin Ze was furious. He suddenly yanked back the corner of the blanket on the left and yelled at her.

"What time is it? Still putting on that pretentious air? Is your life more important than your pride? Get your ass in here right now! You'll have to have your leg amputated if you get any colder!"

Shen Qingqiu was stunned by the shout, and her eyes suddenly reddened.

She gritted her teeth, and the bone-chilling cold finally overcame her reason.

She stumbled over and squeezed through the gap Lin Ze had opened.

Because the space was so cramped, and Xia An'an deliberately took up a large area, Shen Qingqiu could only squeeze in between Lin Ze and Xia An'an.

Her back was almost completely pressed against Lin Ze's left chest, and Lin Ze could even clearly feel the clasp of her sports bra digging into his skin.

"Ugh...it's so crowded..."

As soon as Shen Qingqiu sat down, he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

Five people, a space of four or five square meters, and two foil blankets.

To prevent the cold air from getting in, Lin Ze could only stretch out his arms.

Like a mother hen protecting her chicks, she held the edges of the two blankets tightly in her hands, embracing all four women in her arms.

This time, it's a complete and "seamless" fit.

Darkness has come.

To save energy, the "master of toilets" very "thoughtfully" turned off the cold light in the toilet.

The whole world was plunged into darkness, with only a sliver of light occasionally seeping through the crack in the door, barely enough to make out each other's outlines.

Inside the foil blanket, the air gradually began to warm up.

The body heat of the five people was firmly locked in this small space, and the cold was finally dispelled.

But this was precisely the beginning of Lin Ze's torment.

too close.

He was so close that he could smell four distinct perfumes and the girls' natural body odor.

Chu Xiaoya smelled of sweet peaches, while Su Wan smelled of mature and sophisticated roses.

Xia An'an exuded a rich, alluring fragrance that could attract men, while Shen Qingqiu, who was pressed against his chest, had a cool, cedar scent.

Even more deadly is the sense of touch.

There was absolutely no room to move inside the blanket; if anyone made even the slightest movement, it would trigger a series of chain reactions.

"Senior... my legs are numb, can we change positions...?"

Chu Xiaoya sat on Lin Ze's lap, muttering pitifully, then shifted her body restlessly.

"Don't move!"

Lin Ze gasped sharply, his voice trembling.

The little girl's sudden twist caught her off guard, and the pink lace edge brushed against Lin Ze's most sensitive area on his abdomen. The incredibly elastic friction almost made Lin Ze lose control on the spot.

"Hey Xiaoya, behave yourself! You bumped into someone!"

Xia An'an, who was watching the fun from the sidelines, deliberately acted coquettishly and then squeezed her body closer to Lin Ze.

"Young Master Lin, your arms are so strong! Your muscles are really well-developed."

As she spoke, her fingertips intentionally or unintentionally traced across Lin Ze's biceps, sending a jolt of electricity through him.

"Xia An'an, can you just shut up for a second?"

Shen Qingqiu could no longer contain himself and rebuked in a low voice.

Her entire back was pressed against Lin Ze's body, and Lin Ze's breathing had become noticeably heavier due to Chu Xiaoya and Xia An'an's antics.

The hot breath of an adult man sprayed onto Shen Qingqiu's fair neck, making her feel weak all over.

She tried to move forward a little, away from Lin Ze's chest, but the blanket was wrapped too tightly.

With a little effort, she pressed her buttocks even more tightly against Lin Ze's legs.

"Um……"

Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but let out a suppressed moan, then bit her lip hard, feeling utterly ashamed and indignant.

"Director Shen, are you alright? Are you still cold?"

Although Lin Ze was suffering, he still spared a bit of energy to care for this ice queen.

"It's none of your business! You...you shouldn't breathe so loudly!"

Shen Qingqiu retorted defiantly, but her voice was soft and lacked any intimidation.

"Sister, I'm a living person! I'll suffocate if I don't breathe!"

Lin Ze wanted to cry but had no tears.

He is now a high-powered heat source, and also a powder keg that could explode at any moment.

Four stunning beauties, each with their own unique charm, were wrapped up in their underwear and clung tightly to him like dumplings.

This kind of good fortune is something most people can't handle.

Just when Lin Ze felt his willpower was about to reach its limit.

A slightly cool, yet incredibly gentle hand quietly reached out from the darkness and covered his taut thigh muscles.

It's Su Wan.

"Ozawa..."

Su Wan's voice was very soft, and only the two of them could hear it.

She nestled most of her body in Lin Ze's arms, her hand gently patting his thigh soothingly, as if conveying some kind of silent comfort and encouragement.

"I'm sorry to trouble you... Hang in there a little longer, it will be dawn soon."

Listening to Sister Wan's gentle voice and feeling her reassuring touch, Lin Ze's frantic heartbeat miraculously calmed down a little.

"It's okay, Sister Wan, I'm not tired."

Lin Ze took a deep breath, gently rested his chin on Chu Xiaoya's head, and tightened his arms around the foil blanket again.

The long night has only just begun.

To distract himself and break the suffocatingly ambiguous atmosphere under the blanket, Lin Ze simply started chatting.

"Don't sleep too soundly, let's chat. Seriously, don't you guys usually dislike Xia An'an's high-pitched voice at work?"

Lin Ze immediately dropped a bombshell when he opened his mouth.

"Lin Ze, what do you mean! Who's using a consonant?! This is my natural voice, okay?!"

Xia An'an immediately became unhappy and pinched Lin Ze's arm hard in the darkness.

"That's right, senior is right. When Sister An An was talking to those male clients at the company, her voice was even sweeter than it is now. It gave me goosebumps."

Chu Xiaoya immediately switched sides and joined the吐槽 (tu cao, meaning to criticize or complain) camp.

"What do you know, little brat? That's called business acumen! Otherwise, how do you think the PR department's performance is achieved?"

Xia An'an retorted smugly.

"Achievements gained by selling one's sexuality are nothing to be proud of."

Shen Qingqiu coldly stabbed her in the back. Although she was physically uncomfortable, her words remained sharp.

"Oh dear, Attorney Shen, you're so aloof, so impressive. Then why are you still shivering in a man's arms? Didn't you just say you'd rather freeze to death than accept this charity blanket?"

"Xia An'an, don't force me to tear your mouth apart!"

"Come on, come on, do you even dare to lay a hand on me?"

Listening to the chattering and bickering of the women around him, Lin Ze didn't find it annoying at all; on the contrary, he felt much more at ease.

In such a desperate situation where death could be at any moment, to still hear such lively banter is a luxury in itself.