134: Chapter 134 Are you going to 1201?

Chapter 134: Are You Going to Find Su Ran?

Zhang Qi naturally did not know about the uncontrollable excitement Su Ran was feeling in the room next door.

At this moment, he had already walked into Room 1203, holding the shy Qian Mengsheng in his arms.

As Qian Mengsheng was held in Zhang Qi's arms, his strong, powerful arms gave her a great sense of security.

Although she had showered with everyone else on the yacht today, girls are just like that.

In front of the man she cared about most, she absolutely viewed her personal image as more important than her own life.

She did not want to serve Zhang Qi while smelling of the salty, fishy scent of seawater; that would absolutely ruin the mood.

Qian Mengsheng obediently placed her bag on the cabinet and turned to look at Zhang Qi beside her.

Her pure face was flushed with an alluring redness, and her voice was soft and sweet, as if she were acting coquettishly.

"Brother Qi, I want to go to the bathroom to wash up first. Could you please sit on the sofa and rest for a while?"

Hearing this suggestion from Qian Mengsheng, a faint smile curled at the corners of Zhang Qi's mouth.

How could he possibly let such a perfect opportunity slip by? He reached out and pinched her fair cheeks.

"Why divide it into first and last? Why don't we just wash together?"

Zhang Qi's blunt words instantly made Qian Mengsheng's heart race wildly.

Her already rosy face was now so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

Although she was extremely shy, she had no intention of refusing at all.

She nodded obediently and let Zhang Qi lead her toward the spacious bathroom.

Qian Mengsheng walked to the bathtub with nimble movements, bent down, and turned on the thermostatic water switch.

Warm, clear water gushed into the bathtub, instantly creating a hazy mist.

Once the bathtub was filled with enough water, Zhang Qi promptly and neatly took off his clothes.

He strode forward and lay down in the large bathtub without hesitation.

The warm water instantly enveloped his powerful body; the feeling was so comfortable it made one want to sigh.

Looking at Zhang Qi lying in the bathtub, Qian Mengsheng's heart was beating as fast as a drum.

She quickly turned and grabbed an exquisite glass jar from the shelf nearby.

She carefully took a handful of fresh rose petals and sprinkled them evenly on the surface of the warm water in the bathtub.

After finishing these preparations, Qian Mengsheng took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the shyness in her heart.

Standing in front of the bathtub, she stretched out her fair, slender hands and began to slowly undress.

Under the bright bathroom lights, her cool summer dress slid off her shoulders and onto the floor.

Zhang Qi leaned back in the bathtub, his gaze fixed aggressively on the alluring scene before him.

Qian Mengsheng's fair, delicate skin glowed with an alluring luster against the backdrop of the mist.

Her slim waist, which could be encircled by one's hands, and her straight, slender legs were enough to completely mesmerize any man for thirty seconds.

Being stared at by Zhang Qi with such fiery eyes, Qian Mengsheng felt her whole body heating up.

She was so nervous that her breathing became rapid, and her fingers trembled slightly as she undid the final restraint.

To be able to show the most perfect, unreserved side of herself to the man she loved.

For a woman who had completely fallen in love, this was in itself a blissful thing.

Qian Mengsheng openly strode forward with her long, beautiful legs and carefully stepped into the warm bathtub.

She had just sat down and hadn't even had time to adjust her posture when Zhang Qi domineeringly reached out his arm.

He grabbed Qian Mengsheng's slender arm and pulled her into his embrace with a slight tug.

Accompanied by a splash of water, Qian Mengsheng let out a soft cry of surprise.

Her entire body instantly fell against Zhang Qi's broad, solid chest.

Having that soft, delicate body in his arms instantly ignited the most primitive, wild desires deep within Zhang Qi's heart.

Feeling the astonishing softness and scorching body temperature in his arms, Zhang Qi's breathing immediately became heavy.

His terrifying Physique, which had reached 106 points, was now completely ignited with a raging fire.

Zhang Qi could no longer restrain the urge to possess her immediately.

Qian Mengsheng trembled all over from his domineering movement; she suppressed the throbbing in her heart and pushed against his chest.

She bit her rosy lips in a feigned display of reserve, her voice so soft and sweet it could make one's bones go limp.

"Brother Qi, don't be in such a rush. Let's wait until we finish washing and go out, okay?"

Facing Qian Mengsheng's shy, coy appearance, Zhang Qi had no intention of entertaining her request.

He did not say a word, giving his most direct answer through wild action.

Who knows how much time had passed; the water in the bathtub had long since gone cold.

Zhang Qi scooped up the limp Qian Mengsheng and strode out of the bathroom.

He did not even have time to dry the water droplets off his body before throwing her onto the large, soft leather bed.

Immediately after, another unbridled storm erupted in the bedroom.

It was not until late at night that this prolonged, intense battle finally came to a complete halt.

The bedroom was filled with a thick scent of hormones, and the messy bedsheets bore witness to the madness that had just occurred.

Qian Mengsheng looked as if she had been fished out of the water; her entire body was drenched in sweat.

She could not even lift a finger now, and she was so sleepy she could not keep her eyes open.

She curled up in the quilt like an obedient kitten and murmured something indistinctly.

"Brother Qi, I really cannot go on. Let's get some rest."

After saying this, she prepared to completely empty her mind and fall into a deep sleep.

But just at this moment, Zhang Qi, who was lying beside her, suddenly threw off the quilt and stood up.

His powerful Physique meant he did not know the meaning of fatigue, and he was still full of energy at this moment.

He casually picked up the clothes thrown on the floor and began to put them on with nimble movements.

While buttoning his shirt, he said to Qian Mengsheng on the bed.

"You go to sleep first. I suddenly remembered that I have some things left to deal with, so I need to go out for a while."

Hearing Zhang Qi's words, Qian Mengsheng, who was in a state of extreme exhaustion, did not pay much attention to it at first.

She thought Zhang Qi was just going to the living room to get a drink of water or to handle some other matter.

But when she heard the sound of Zhang Qi getting dressed and walking toward the door, a flash of insight suddenly crossed her mind.

She suddenly associated it with the subtle details that had occurred on the yacht today and in the car on the way back.

And then associating it with the person living in Room 1201 next door...

An outrageous but incredibly realistic thought instantly exploded in her mind.

Qian Mengsheng's originally heavy eyelids instantly flew wide open, and her body suddenly tensed up.

Forcing herself to endure the soreness that made her feel like she was falling apart, she sat up from the quilt with a jolt, her voice filled with unconcealable shock.

"Brother Qi, are you going to 1201 in the middle of the night?"