TopAppnovel Chapter 111 Su Qingge: I misunderstood you, I'll give you a shoulder massage tonight.
Chapter 111 Su Qingge: I misunderstood you, I'll give you a shoulder massage tonight.
That fair hand remained stubbornly outstretched in front of Lin Zhou.
The lines on his palm were clearly visible, and his slender fingers were slightly bent, conveying a resolute determination to achieve his goal.
Lin Zhou gripped the black ribbon, his palms covered in slippery, cold sweat.
give?
Or not?
This is absolutely a death trap!
Given this material and width, as long as Su Qingge isn't blind, she could recognize at a glance that this is the strap from the Lanling King's mask.
If you don't give it, then you're guilty and your crime is confirmed.
"call…"
Lin Zhou took a deep breath, and under extreme tension, his brain instantly accelerated to its maximum speed.
We have to take a gamble!
Is the "after-sales service" of the gambling system adequate?
"Here you go! It's no big deal, don't make it sound like you're interrogating a criminal."
Lin Zhou suddenly gritted his teeth, a helpless expression on his face saying, "I really can't do anything with you."
Instead of handing over the ribbon directly, he suddenly turned around and, like a giant toad, plunged headfirst into the corner filled with plush toys.
"Splash—"
The toys were scattered everywhere, and he even knocked over the huge teddy bear.
"What are you doing?" Su Qingge was startled by his sudden action and subconsciously took a half step back.
"Find its other half!"
Lin Zhou's voice came muffled from the pile of plush toys, "This thing was originally a set. I accidentally tore it off during the renovation, and I just hung it on the bear's ears. I was looking for a needle and thread to sew it up... Ah! Found it!"
A joyful cheer followed.
Lin Zhou suddenly straightened up, holding a one-eyed Caribbean pirate figurine along with its black ribbon, and handed it to Su Qingge.
"Look, this is just an eye patch strap."
He pointed to the bald eye sockets on the pirate doll's face, then to the black ribbon in his hand, looking completely innocent.
"When I was moving things earlier, it got caught on something and snapped. I thought the strap was pretty sturdy, so I figured I shouldn't waste it and I'd sew it back on for the pirate captain. Otherwise, it would be so pitiful for the one-eyed man to go blind."
Su Qingge was stunned.
She took the doll and the ribbon with suspicion.
The material is a slightly elastic black elastic band.
There are indeed obvious tear marks at the break.
She tried aligning the strap with the doll's eye sockets.
Perfectly fitted.
Even the wear and tear on the edges of the straps perfectly matches the marks on the doll's face.
Su Qingge's fingers froze.
Is it really... a toy strap?
Not the mask straps?
In that instant, the "balloon of doubt" that had swelled to its limit in her heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, and deflated with a "pop".
A huge sense of loss welled up inside me, but what followed was an even stronger sense of guilt and self-blame.
Look at all this.
A cozy ball pit, a cute slide, and toys piled up in the corner.
This man, wanting to surprise his daughter and provide her with a safe playground during this sensitive time, spent half a day working hard and was covered in sweat.
And what about her?
She stormed in like a suspicious shrew, holding a spare key, pointing her finger at him and questioning him, even suspecting him because of a torn strap.
Su Qingge, Su Qingge, have you lost your conscience?
"Wife...?"
Seeing her staring blankly at the doll, Lin Zhou was actually quite flustered. He cautiously probed, "Um... if you really don't like this pirate, should I throw it away? So as not to scare Nuonuo."
"Don't throw it away."
Su Qingge came to her senses, her voice a little hoarse.
She stuffed the doll and ribbon back into Lin Zhou's hands, lowering her eyelids as her long eyelashes concealed the shame in her eyes.
"Sew it up... and you can still play with it."
"Since it's for Nuonuo, let's fix it."
After she finished speaking, she raised her head and looked at Lin Zhou's face, which was still covered with beads of sweat.
I was so focused on my suspicions just now, but now that I look closely, his T-shirt is soaked with sweat and sticks to his body, making him look rather disheveled.
"You must be exhausted?"
Su Qingge's voice suddenly softened, becoming as soft as a ball of cotton.
She reached out and naturally smoothed his messy bangs. Her fingertips were slightly cool, but Lin Zhou felt as if he had been burned.
"It's...it's alright."
Lin Zhou was flattered and stammered, "It's for my daughter, I'm not tired."
"Fool."
Su Qingge gave a soft reproach, her eyes full of tenderness.
She pursed her lips, as if she had made a decision, and suddenly reached out and took Lin Zhou's arm, pressing her whole body against him:
"Alright, stop cleaning up now, we'll do it tomorrow."
"He smelled awful from all that sweat."
Although she complained, she didn't loosen her grip at all; instead, she pulled Lin Zhou outside.
"Go back to your room and take a shower."
"Tonight... I'll give you a shoulder massage."
"what?"
Lin Zhou stumbled, nearly tripping over his own feet and falling flat on his face.
He stared wide-eyed at the woman beside him in disbelief: "A...shoulder massage? You're giving me one?"
Has the sun risen in the west?
His wife, who usually waited on him hand and foot and even had him open bottle caps, was now taking the initiative to serve him.
This script is wrong!
"What? You don't want to?"
Su Qingge glanced at him sideways, her eyebrows slightly raised, exuding a touch of arrogant charm. "If you don't want to, then forget I said anything."
"I'm willing! I absolutely have to be willing!"
Lin Zhou nodded vigorously, "My dear wife, I am eternally grateful for your kindness! I would gladly massage your shoulders until they break!"
"loquacious!"
Su Qingge smiled slightly and tightened her grip on his hand.
The two left the study and closed the door.
The ocean of balls that filled the room and the pirate figurine that had done so much good were quietly locked behind the door.
Lin Zhou let out a long sigh of relief, feeling the clothes on his back were completely chilled.
I've finally gotten through this hurdle.
I must say, anything produced by the system is bound to be top-notch. The timing of that pirate plushie's appearance was simply divine!
...
Inside the master bedroom, the lighting was adjusted to the most ambiguous warm yellow.
After taking a shower, Lin Zhou lay on the bed in his pajamas, sinking into the soft blankets and humming contentedly.
Su Qingge knelt down beside him.
She changed into a silk slip dress, her long hair casually pulled back to reveal her slender and graceful swan neck.
Those delicate hands, usually used for playing the piano and signing contracts, were now resting on Lin Zhou's broad shoulders, tentatively pressing a few times.
"Is this pressure... okay?"
She asked softly, her tone tinged with uncertainty.
This was her first time serving someone, and her technique was very clumsy.
"Great! Absolutely fantastic!"
Lin Zhou closed his eyes, looking completely relaxed. "Even if you just put your hand there, I feel completely refreshed!"
This is a massage of diva caliber!
How many men in the world can enjoy this kind of treatment?
Su Qingge was amused by him and gently massaged his tense muscles with slightly more force.
"Lin Zhou".
"Um?"
"Thank you."
Su Qingge's voice was soft, the warmth of her fingertips seeping into Lin Zhou's skin little by little: "Thank you for everything you've done for this family."
Lin Zhou felt a warmth in his heart.
He grabbed Su Qingge's hand in return, about to turn around and say a few flirtatious words to show his loyalty.
Just then.
"Ding-dong!"
The phone on the bedside table suddenly lit up and emitted a crisp notification sound.
It's a news notification.
Su Qingge glanced at it subconsciously.
With just one glance, the tenderness on her face froze, and the hand on Lin Zhou's shoulder stopped moving.
"What's wrong?"
Lin Zhou sensed something was wrong, opened his eyes, and followed her gaze.
On the phone screen, a bold, black news headline exuded an unsettling aura:
[Dynasty Entertainment launches a major counterattack! Rising star KUN debuts with his new Chinese-style song "Ink Painting," aiming straight for "Legend"!]
[Zhou Lixing: This is what true Chinese style looks like! Some old fogies who only know how to whine without reason should step down!]
Su Qingge's expression instantly turned strange.
She released Lin Zhou, picked up her phone, and swiped her finger across the screen, a dangerous glint in her eyes:
"Dynasty Entertainment... released a new song?"