Chapter 14 The Most Comfortable Thing in the World

  Zhou Shaoming was perplexed: "What kind of request is considered cheap for me?"

  "I think I want to take a bath! You wouldn't want to go out with a girl who hasn't showered in a week and smells terrible, would you?" Christina, being the bold and spicy American girl she was, also understood that Zhou Shaoming wouldn't do anything too bad after these few days of interaction, and finally put down some of her guard.

  "Ah, taking a bath?" Zhou Shaoming gazed at the 1.79-meter-tall Christina, who even in winter clothes had a stunning figure with curves and lines that made his Adam's apple bob up and down as he swallowed hard.

  "Uh, I'm too dirty, I think. You won't mind, will you? But you have to promise, promise me you won't peek or have any bad thoughts!" Kristina said seriously, biting her lip: "If you have any evil intentions, I swear, I'll drag you down to hell with me!"

  Looking at her forcing herself to look fierce, Zhou Shaoming suddenly felt a bit amused. He really didn't want to find any more trouble for himself. It seemed that this Kirsten was also an intelligent and clever girl who quickly saw through him.

  "Alright, alright, I promise you. I swear to God that I won't sneak a peek and I won't do anything bad!"

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  Two people's hands were still handcuffed together.

  The sound of gurgling water came from behind, Zhou Shaoming held up his handcuffed right hand and sat dejectedly on the edge of the bathtub.

  It's really no wonder she's a woman, taking an hour-long bath!

  Although the whole room was filled with ambiguity, Zhou Shaoming's butt had been sore for a whole hour sitting on the ground.

  "Hmm? Your butt hurts? Endure it! Think about me, poor Christina, so sexy and charming, top-notch figure, being hurt by you to sit on the floor for six or seven days! Alas, you can't even sit for an hour without getting restless, how pathetic." Christina said with a smile, soaking in the bubble-filled massage bathtub, her head resting on a thick towel, stretching out comfortably and glancing at Zhou Shaoming who was shifting his butt back and forth.

  "It doesn't hurt at all! What's this, I'm not even afraid if I sleep here!" Zhou Shaoming was stubbornly refusing to admit defeat.

  "Go ahead! You sit for a while, I'll wash up! Ah, it's so comfortable! I've always thought that the most comfortable thing in the world is to soak in a bathtub full of bubbles, soaking in hot water." Christina playfully scooped up a handful of foam and blew them up, watching as they floated down onto Zhou Shaoming's head, hiding in the bathtub and giggling.

  I think the most comfortable thing in the world should be to throw you heavily on the bed, recklessly tear your clothes apart, and then suddenly dive into your hot, warm, and cozy certain place! Zhou Shaoming thought darkly in his heart, but didn't dare say it out loud.

  "Hey, why aren't you saying anything?" Kristina saw Zhou Shaoming not making a sound, she had no idea that this guy was thinking of something extremely dirty in his heart, and couldn't help but stretch out her foamy hand to grab his head.

  "Oh no, I'm all over it!" Zhou Shaoming exclaimed.

  "Hehe, want me to help you take a bubble bath?" The bathtub was full of bubbles, and Christina wasn't afraid of exposing herself. As an outgoing American girl, she let her nature explode and forgot that the guy in front of her was a kidnapper, playfully teasing him like a lover.

  Zhou Shaoming didn't dare to turn his head, he just used his hand to block and dodge, his brain dizzy and his eyes blurred, soon he was begging for mercy: "Ah, my Kris"

  "Tina, spare me quickly, we still have a big meal to eat, hurry up and wash!"

  "Alright, alright, I'll let you off today." Kristen had had enough, withdrew her hand and slowly stood up.

  Handcuffed, Zhou Shaoming also stood up reluctantly, perking up his ears to listen to the sound of the towel rubbing against the beautiful body behind him, almost spraying nosebleed, while tragically cursing himself for being a huge dead snake.

  "Smith, help me pass my clothes." Behind Christina should have been wearing underwear already! Wonder what kind of little thing she's wearing, lace or thong?

  Zhou Shaoming took over Christina's coat and still didn't dare turn around, but instead felt his way to hand it back.

  Taking over the clothes, Christina had only put on half of them when she seemed to tread on something and suddenly let out a cry of surprise, and with one stumble fell down.

  Zhou Shaoming hastily turned around and hugged Christina together, coincidentally falling to the ground with her.

  "You, you rascal!" Kristina said with a blush, her delicate white face suddenly appearing two red clouds for some reason, and even her breathing became slow and urgent.

  Zhou Shaoming only then realized that his movements were very unrefined, extremely rogue, and he was pressing down on Kristen's explosive and fiery body. His two hands were evenly placed on her soft and boneless fragrant shoulders, the two of them leaning in so close that even her long, curled eyelashes could be seen clearly, one by one.

  "Ah, sorry!" Zhou Shaoming said flusteredly, but still refused to get up.

  Christina's sweet breath came in waves, carrying the faint scent of women's perfume and freshness. The most important part of her body was wrapped in red lace. But that towering pink cloud was so lovely, it didn't want to be completely surrounded, revealing large patches of white.

  It's as if opening one's mouth can savor the taste of that vibrant youth and boundless passion.

  Her lips were tightly closed, and suddenly the two tender petals trembled and slightly opened, causing one's emotions to surge and imagination to run wild.

  Under Zhou Shaoming's unintentional pressure, the two peaks that made all men excited and infatuated almost jumped out of their clothes, as if they could still vaguely see those two extremely tempting cherries.

  Zhou Shaoming's eyeballs almost popped out!

  "Bad guy, wake up!" Just as things were getting extremely ambiguous and Christina was about to pass out from drinking, Zhou Shaoming's performance was really unsatisfactory. Christina shouted in a flustered manner, hurriedly suppressing her urge to kiss him, and pushed Zhou Shaoming away with one hand.

  Her heart racing, Kristina's face still flushed, she was confused and didn't know what had happened to her. If it wasn't for that scoundrel suddenly looking like he wanted to rape her, reminding her of the unhappy things before, she might have really gone ahead and kissed him. How could she kiss a thoroughly bad kidnapper?

  The disheveled girl's thoughts are like the rainwater outside the window that has begun to fall in disorderly profusion.

  Zhou Shaoming didn't know what to say, and the two of them stood up in unison, both lowering their heads. Occasionally, their eyes would meet, but they would hastily look away.

  "Shall we go? What would you like to eat?" Zhou Shaoming said awkwardly, rubbing his head.

  "Let's have Chinese food, I know it's still very famous. Now that you're here, let's leave the delicious things to you!" Kristen said with a charming smile.