Chapter 162 Teaching the Butterfly Stroke

Lin Chen looked down at the soft and delicate person in his arms,

His eyes were full of doting affection as he reached out and gently rubbed her hair,

His voice was low and suggestive:

"I'm only bad to you, okay?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head again and pressed a gentle kiss onto her forehead,

His fingertips lightly caressed her slender waist.

Chen Qian looked up at him for a moment before quickly lowering her head again,

Yet the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up, and the flush on her cheeks deepened.

She gave a soft "mm-hmm,"

Her voice was as soft as cotton candy.

This response filled Lin Chen's heart with joy, and he lifted her even higher,

Spinning around in the pool.

He deliberately pressed those F-cups against his body.

Lin Chen knew,

"This is only the first time I've kissed Chen Qian."

"Her favorability hasn't reached 90 yet."

"I can't rush this."

"Let's swim for a while first."

"Okay,"

Chen Qian's face was still bright red.

...

Lin Chen leaned against a railing not far away, twirling an unopened bottle of mineral water in his hand,

His eyes were practically glued to her, not moving from the moment she emerged from the water.

Watching the way she dried her hair,

The corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

"Qianqian,"

He called out to her, his voice ringing out clearly by the empty poolside,

"I saw you doing the Breaststroke just now, it looked pretty steady?"

"That kick of yours was even more textbook than mine."

Chen Qian turned her head at the sound,

Seeing it was him, her eyes curved into crescents,

A smile rippled out from the depths of her eyes:

"Not at all. Last time my best friend said my kick looked like a frog treading through mud,"

"I practiced in front of the mirror for a long time when I got back."

She said,

Unconsciously twisting a corner of her towel with her fingertips.

That little memory of embarrassment,

Actually felt a bit sweet now that she thought about it.

Lin Chen walked over in a few strides,

The mineral water bottle tapped lightly against his palm with two soft "thuds."

"It's boring only knowing the Breaststroke,"

His eyes were fixed on that pair of large F-cups.

They were sparkling like stars submerged in water,

"How about I teach you the Butterfly stroke?"

"That posture, tsk tsk, it's like a butterfly flapping its wings. It looks incredibly cool."

He emphasized the word "cool" particularly hard,

With a hint of boyish showing off.

Chen Qian's heart skipped a beat.

"The Butterfly stroke?"

Her mind immediately flashed back to last summer when her best friend dragged her to the beach,

She insisted on teaching her the butterfly, but she ended up splashing around like a fish belly-up,

Swallowing several mouthfuls of salty seawater,

Choking until her eyes and nose were running, and she was teased for the entire summer vacation.

The tips of her ears felt a bit hot,

She subconsciously took half a step back, her toes pressing against the cold tiles at the edge of the pool.

"Maybe not..."

Her voice was a bit airy,

"My coordination is terrible,"

"Last time I tried to learn the Freestyle, I almost drowned myself."

The shadow of that memory still lingered.

Lin Chen looked at her reddened earlobes and evasive eyes,

His heart was as clear as a mirror; he knew exactly what she was thinking.

But his stubborn streak of not giving up until he reached his goal kicked in,

He leaned in closer, looking at her with burning eyes:

"What are you afraid of?"

"You have me."

"I guarantee I'll turn this 'Landlubber' into a 'Butterfly spirit.'"

He spoke with deliberate exaggeration and humor.

Chen Qian was amused by him, and her tense shoulders relaxed.

That's right, he's here...

And those eyes of his were so bright it was impossible to refuse.

She bit her lower lip as if making a major decision:

"Then... then let's try it?"

"Just once!"

"Deal!"

Lin Chen grinned, revealing a row of white teeth,

Like a child who had successfully pulled off a prank,

"Let's go to the shallow end. Satisfaction guaranteed!"

The water in the shallow area came right up to Chen Qian's chest,

It was warm and comfortable.

Lin Chen stood behind her, maintaining a slight distance,

His hands hovered near her waist,

Giving her a faint sense of security.

"Come on, watch my demonstration first,"

Lin Chen's voice sounded a bit muffled in the water,

But it was very clear,

"Butterfly arms. Remember: out-sweep, in-sweep, recovery. Like this..."

His slender arms traced a fluid arc in the water, trailing a string of crystalline bubbles.

Chen Qian took a deep breath and tried to mimic his movements.

She reached her arms forward into the water, attempting the "out-sweep" motion,

But her arms, accustomed to the kick and pull of the Breaststroke,

Now appeared exceptionally stiff, just like two frozen carrots.

"Hey, that's not right,"

Lin Chen said softly as his warm palms suddenly covered the backs of her hands,

Gently guiding her to adjust the angle,

"Don't be so stiff. Imagine you're holding a big, round watermelon in your hands,"

"You have to hold it tight, but you can't crush it."

His palms had thin calluses from years of exercise,

Which pressed against the backs of her hands through the thin fabric of her swimsuit,

That warmth seemed to travel directly to the tip of her heart.

Chen Qian's body trembled slightly, not from the cold,

But because of this sudden, instructional intimacy.

She stole a glance at him out of the corner of her eye,

The profile of his face looked exceptionally soft under the reflection of the water,

His long eyelashes cast a small, fan-shaped shadow underwater.

"My... my arms are so sore..."

She murmured softly, actually trying to hide her racing heartbeat.

"It's always like this the first time. It's normal."

There was a hint of a smile in Lin Chen's voice,

"Come on, let's change focus."

"I'll support your waist, and you try to kick twice."

As he spoke, his arm naturally wrapped around her waist and abdomen,

His knuckles resting gently just below her ribs,

Providing support without making her feel offended.

"Keep your legs together and straight, like a dolphin's tail,"

"Swing them up and down. The movement doesn't need to be big; just feel the thrust of the water."

His breath brushed lightly against the back of her neck, tickling her.

Chen Qian concentrated and did as he said.

She kept her legs together, kicked down hard, and then lifted them back up.

With a splash, a large spray of water rose up, and a few droplets even landed on Lin Chen's face.

Lin Chen squinted from the spray but didn't dodge,

Instead, he leaned closer to her ear,

Lowering his voice even more, with a hint of playfulness:

"It's okay. I'm standing right here; you won't drown."

"Besides, that splash of yours actually woke me up quite a bit."

His warm breath swept across her sensitive earlobe,

Chen Qian felt her heart skip a beat, and her cheeks instantly flushed hot.