Great, we're doomed now!

"Let's temporarily set aside our hometown lovers and just discuss our preferences? It's fair, I'll also be honest about the type of man I like."

"I don't really care about that kind of thing."

The two exchanged a smile, but their feelings were quite different.

Fubuki knows that Ye Shou has a lover in his "hometown", but she has never met him in person, and Ye Shou has never returned home. This makes Fubuki suspect that Ye Shou has some tragic past, like Genos... or that something happened to his lover.

Of course, this is only one aspect; what drives Fubuki is a more fundamental reason:

There's no way to control liking someone.

Call it love at first sight or lust at first sight, when you're attracted to someone both physically and psychologically, you become completely defenseless, especially when that person is constantly in your life.

Furthermore, this is also related to the heroes' lifestyle. One-Punch Man is a world full of dangers and uncertainties, and the heroes have to face the most dangerous enemies, which makes their lives even more precarious.

None of the S-class heroes are capable of establishing normal family relationships. The closest they come to a "romantic relationship" is Sexy Prisoner... To be more precise, there aren't even many normal humans among them.

Saitama, Genos, and King are the same. Mumen Rider himself has no problem with his personality, but he is more interested in chivalry than in women.

Snowflakes fell, tornadoes raged, and there was absolutely no sign of romance in their lives; in fact, they themselves had never even considered it.

Tornado, needless to say, completely detached herself from social relationships, choosing a way of life that didn't rely on anyone and only believed in her own ability to protect herself. Fubuki, while not as extreme, also treated the "Fubuki Group" like her own children.

—They were all supposed to spend their lives as "heroes," completely bidding farewell to the label of woman.

Then you meet a man who makes you feel like a teenage girl, your heart racing and your face blushing with shyness...

Unbeknownst to her, the [Blizzard Group] had been effectively taken over, and she, who had always considered herself the faction leader, had become like a secretary. Although Ye Shou had only offered well-intentioned help from beginning to end, it was as if the heavens themselves made everything willingly revolve around him.

It's as if this person came specifically to rule over everything she established—including herself.

To be honest, Fubuki doesn't think Ye Shou is her Prince Charming; he's more like her nemesis!

She hadn't considered marrying Ye Shou and having children, and deep down she felt a bit resentful; her true thoughts were probably closer to "take advantage and run." As for who benefited and who suffered a loss, that depends on their individual perspectives.

"Do you like it...?"

Ye Shou paused, pondered for a moment, and then involuntarily said, "I like things with a lot of untapped value... cough!"

After organizing his thoughts, Ye Shouzheng said, "A person who can motivate themselves, reflect on themselves, improve themselves, work hard and strive for progress, and is considerate of others—that's the kind of person they are."

"Everyone would like this kind of person, especially in a company!"

Fubuki's gaze turned colder. She had been following Ye Shou for quite some time and had come to understand the man's darker side to some extent, though not as thoroughly as the maid.

"As a 'hero,' one should at least appear somewhat upright. Besides, I asked about his preferences for 'women.'"

"Beautiful girl."

Ye Shou smiled nonchalantly: "Of course I also have an ideal type that I dream of, but if I were to put all my preferences together, the most suitable label would be 'beautiful girl'."

She was still avoiding the topic—Fubuki rolled her eyes at him, not with disgust, but with a hint of coquettishness.

"Can't we be more serious?"

"If I had to say, I'm very similar to you, but the key differences are completely opposite."

Ye Shou thought about it and realized that if Fubuki grew her hair long, then the only problem would be that her temperament wouldn't match.

Fubuki blinked: "You're so similar to me, yet completely different... Sister?"

"Why did you think of tornadoes?" Ye Shouwei was speechless. "My aesthetic sense is perfectly healthy, and I have absolutely no interest in that kind of skinny body type."

"Phew..." Fubuki breathed a sigh of relief. "Don't say things like that to her face, or you'll get killed."

Well, let's not bring up the part about tornadoes getting bigger for now.

Seemingly in a much better mood, Fubuki first stretched out her arms and legs, revealing her flat stomach and clean navel that stretched slightly like a vertical pupil. Her beautiful figure accentuated the striking curves of her dark green swimsuit in the sunlight.

Then she rolled over and lay face down on the beach chair, her round, jade-like body being squeezed and expanded outwards, its crescent-shaped curve visible even from behind.

Her fingers deftly untied the knots behind her neck and back, revealing her smooth, beautiful back, half in shadow and half in sunlight, creating a distinct dividing line on her skin.

Fubuki bluntly ordered Ye Shou, "Put some sunscreen on me."

"Do you think I would carry something like that?" As a warrior of light, Ye Shou was not afraid of sunburn at all. "I do have some essential oils in stock."

"Why do you get that stuff when you go to the beach without sunscreen?" Fubuki complained, giving him a reproachful look. "I don't understand... Oh well, you're definitely just a pampered young master who only knows how to passively enjoy things, so I don't expect you to serve others."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Shou immediately frowned, a competitive spirit rising within him.

"That's true, but that's because there's no need, not because I don't know how—would you like to try my technique?"

"It must be terrible...wait?"

Feeling the coolness on her back, Fubuki looked up in surprise: "You really want to?"

"We've been looked down upon to this extent, how can we remain silent?"

Ye Shou poured Liuli's favorite jasmine-scented sunscreen oil onto it, and then moved his fingers like a pianist.

He wanted to perfectly replicate how the maid had served him!

"Hmm... the strength is alright, and this silky feeling... not bad... mmm!"

Fubuki suddenly gripped the back panel tightly, her fingertips turning slightly white from the force.

When Ye Shoujiang placed his entire palm on top, he felt a surge of heat emanating from his palm. After a couple of massages, a tingling sensation began to rise in his waist muscles, which then slowly spread throughout his back as if being soaked in.

Even at this point, Fubuki didn't seem to mind, although she was quite surprised that Ye Shou was an "expert," and she still didn't hold back her words.

"Okay, I'll barely give you a passing grade, but if you ask me—ah~"

All the muscles in his body tensed up, leaving no room for reflexes. As if a reflex nerve had been touched, a suppressed, short cry naturally escaped his throat.

Well!

Fubuki quickly covered her mouth, her ears turning red.

Ugh! What an inappropriate sound I made...

Feeling the touch constantly moving over my body, it didn't feel like I only had two hands. Every finger released a magical power that made me feel numb yet comfortable. Multiple acupoints were activated at the same time, as if it was absorbing all the strain accumulated over the past ten years, and then continuously rubbing it, turning it into a warm ball of energy that was then rubbed into my body...

"Waaaaah... Waaaah!"

Her instep arched, her five toes curled tightly together, and Fubuki looked as if she were drunk, her eyes misty with tears.

It feels so good...it really feels so good...but it's just too unbearable...if only I could speak—

No!

You absolutely cannot give in, otherwise... you'll definitely make a very embarrassing sound!

"What...what did you do to me?!"

Fubuki took a deep breath, forcibly propped herself up, and turned to look at Ye Shou: "This is strange, this is absolutely strange!"

You wouldn't... have done something strange to me, would you? Otherwise..."

"Is there a problem?" Ye Shou frowned. "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, rather... but this is too..."

Fubuki didn't know what expression to make, but she did feel a shame she couldn't express to anyone. It wasn't her increasingly heavy breathing or her skin burning like fire; her taut thighs could also be temporarily ignored...

But her waist had completely gone limp, and she could barely muster any strength. Moreover, the churning sensation coming from her abdomen, which resembled both an urgent need to urinate and something else entirely, reminded one of the special feelings a woman experiences during her period... There was definitely something wrong!

But she couldn't explain it; it was a completely new experience for her!

"Is that essential oil poisonous?"

"How is that possible!"

Ye Shou smiled dismissively, immediately rejecting the guess.

—This is a glass item, specially formulated for him to use for massage.

The maid is so loyal to him, how could she possibly harm him? Fubuki must be overthinking it.

Chapter 351: Tornado Blizzard - An Earth-Shattering Battle! (Bonus Chapter)

Accompanied by a trembling voice that made one blush, Ye Shou's essential oil massage finally ended, but Fubuki was still in a daze for a long time before she opened her mouth with a dazed look in her eyes—her snow-white teeth left two dark teeth marks on the soft cushion.

When she looked up, a shimmering line of light appeared...

"What a strange feeling." Fubuki sat up sideways with her legs together in a very ladylike posture, like a mermaid who hadn't yet transformed into human legs.

She crossed one arm across her chest, turned her back to Ye Shou, and let the man help her tie it.

Her breath was still slightly heavy, her face flushed, and her chest heaved noticeably. Ye Shou could feel it clearly; when he tied the straps, he could feel the tugging, which was obviously the excellent elasticity that had been converted into tension.

Brushing aside a layer of short hair, Ye Shou tied the last two strands into a bow at the back of his neck. His long, fair neck made people want to reach out and measure it, but it seemed that it was not even as wide as his palm... However, as a gentleman as Ye Shou was, he still politely restrained himself from making any moves.

"It's a little tight~"

Fubuki wasn't feeling well; her shoulders heaved as if she were adjusting herself before turning around and saying, "Thank you, I do feel much better now."

"You're welcome. Helping others is the source of happiness."

"It's still weird... When I went to spas before, they were all professional, but none of them could penetrate as deeply as you... to the bone marrow?"

Fubuki was too embarrassed to express her true feelings, so she could only give ambiguous answers, which Ye Shouze didn't care about at all.

He felt very comfortable after receiving the massage from Ruri; the technique was indeed unique, and Ye Shou had rewarded the maid countless times for it. Even someone as worldly as him was so satisfied, so it was only natural that Fubuki, experiencing this for the first time, would react the same way.

"It might be because I used the ripple effect; you know that can promote blood circulation."

Even now, Ye Shou still thinks Liu Li is a genius. How did she come up with the idea of ​​combining essential oil massage with ripple qigong and traditional Chinese medicine meridian theory to create such a technique that challenges the limits of human senses?

In reality, Fubuki's treatment is extremely basic. The maid is always very thoughtful. When serving Yoru, she starts preparing very early, from the dinner menu to the bath time, from the lighting and atmosphere to the scented candles, and even arranges her work in advance to ensure that she won't be disturbed.

It's a bit of a shame that Ye Shou, who should have gotten a good night's sleep after enjoying himself, almost never fell asleep naturally. Every time, he would drag Liu Li into the bathroom again... Maybe it was her clothes that aroused him?

Ye Shou also had some doubts about how his self-control was so poor, but Liu Li's service was impeccable, so he didn't think about it any further.

"Using ripples to stimulate muscles and even acupoints can cause various reactions in your body, which can greatly relieve fatigue and even give you a feeling of being reborn. The only drawback is that the stimulation may be too strong."

Ye Shou thought for a moment: "It's probably also related to the fact that you haven't had a proper rest for a long time, and your body and mind are too tense. You're not used to relaxing suddenly, right?"

The human body is quite peculiar; some people become overwhelmed by continuous work, while others experience various problems when the burden is lightened. You're probably the latter.

"...Perhaps." Fubuki was skeptical, biting her lip and making someone turn their back to Ye Shou.

"I'm a little sleepy, could you bring me my clothes? I need to go back."

"So fast?" Ye Shou raised an eyebrow, turned his head and saw the clothes storage bag placed to the side, so he bent down to pick it up.