Chapter 31 part 1: From fake to real

Zhou Han felt a surge of heat suddenly rush upward from within his body—a sensation so intense it felt as though it were about to burst out.

Whether it was due to the bathroom's heat lamp and the hot water, Zhou Han felt a wave of heat washing over his entire body.

Lin Li was stunned for a moment before snapping back to reality; she glanced down at herself, then up at him, and let out an instinctive shriek: "Ah!" 

She hurriedly grabbed the large bath towel hanging on the nearby rack to cover her chest, while instinctively snatching up whatever was within reach and hurling it at Zhou Han.

Before Zhou Han could fully process the situation, he saw an object flying toward him. Muttering a curse—"Shit!"—he instinctively raised his arm to block it. The object struck his arm and fell to the floor with a loud *crack*. Only then did Zhou Han see what it was: a soap dish, now split in two on the ground, with the soap itself having popped out.

"Get out! Just get out!" Lin Li clutched the towel to her chest, her voice rising to a shrill pitch.

Roused from his daze by her piercing voice, Zhou Han looked at Lin Li standing there clutching the towel, and his face flushed with embarrassment.

"Get out! Hurry up and get out!" Lin Li gripped the towel tightly against her chest, looking as though she were on the verge of tears.

Flustered, Zhou Han turned and left the bathroom immediately. Without pausing, he opened the bedroom door, strode out, and went to the other bathroom, where he splashed cold water vigorously onto his face.

After a while, feeling he had finally calmed down, he looked up at his reflection in the mirror; his face was covered in water droplets, and even the hair on his forehead was soaked. Images of what he had just seen in the bathroom involuntarily flashed through his mind again; his face—and indeed his whole body—suddenly flushed with heat. A surge of irrepressible impulse rose within his, accompanied by a throbbing, aching sensation in his lower body.

"Shit!" Zhou Han cursed under his breath. This time, he buried his face directly into the bathroom sink, letting the icy water douse the fire of desire burning within him.

TN: LOL our poor boi has been abstinent for too long 😙

----- please read the translation from https://irisatdusk.blogspot.com/

Meanwhile, back in the room's bathroom, Lin Li spent a moment berating herself after Zhou Han left, but quickly snapped back to reality. She hurriedly wiped herself down with the bath towel and threw on the pajamas she had brought in earlier.

Stepping out, she discovered Zhou Han wasn't in the room. After such an awkward encounter, the thought of spending the rest of the night in this room was unbearable—it was just too mortifying.

Without stopping to wonder where Zhou Han might have gone, she strode quickly toward the door and reached for the handle, intending to leave. Just as her hand closed around the knob—before she could even apply any force—the handle turned on its own. 

The door swung open from the outside, revealing Zhou Han standing in the doorway. His hair, previously neatly combed, was now a disheveled mess, with water droplets still clinging to the tips. The top buttons of his white shirt were undone, exposing his bronzed skin; a large patch of his chest was soaked—likely from his attempt to "cool off"—and the wet white fabric had turned translucent, clinging to his bronzed chest in a way that was indescribably sexy. 

For a fleeting moment, Lin Li’s mind went blank, but she quickly snapped back to reality. Recalling the scene in the bathroom just moments ago, a surge of anger flared up within her; glaring at Zhou Han, she demanded, "You—what exactly did you see just now?" 

In the heat of her anger, she didn't even realize her voice had risen uncontrollably high.

Zhou Han looked at the woman before him, feeling a mix of annoyance and amusement. Did she think she was the only one feeling awkward? He was in the same boat—and to make matters worse, he had actually become physically aroused by the situation!

When a man’s sexual needs go unmet, his temper tends to flare up inexplicably. Zhou Han’s expression turned cold and impassive as he said, "Did you really think I wouldn't see anything when you were in that state?"

Lin Li’s eyes widened at his words; she pointed a finger at him, momentarily rendered speechless. "You... you... you..."

Seeing her furious little face—her finger pointed at him as she struggled to find the words to scold him—Zhou Han’s mood suddenly lifted. The corners of his mouth, previously set in a stern line, slowly curled into an attractive smile.

"You... you... you..." Lin Li was choked with anger, her chest heaving heavily. After a long moment of struggling to articulate her feelings, she finally blurted out, "You... you pervert!"

Watching her furious demeanor, Zhou Han felt his spirits rise even further. A mischievous idea flashed through his mind, and a roguish smile played on his lips. He took a step closer, invading her personal space, and lowered his voice to whisper in her ear, "Do you want to see just how much more of a pervert I can be?"

Terrified, Lin Li instinctively took a step back. She shielded her chest with her hands and looked at him nervously. "W-w-what do you want to do?"

Zhou Han maintained that roguish smile and simply asked, "What do *you* think I want to do?"

Lin Li didn't dare answer. Her anger had vanished, replaced by the fear that if she stayed any longer, he might actually do something. She reached out, intending to push him aside and leave. 

But Zhou Han was determined to tease her that night; he wasn't about to let her leave so easily. He deliberately blocked the doorway, standing in her path. "So, do you think we should do something?"

"You pervert!" Lin Li snapped. "Move aside—I'm leaving!"

Zhou Han shrugged. "You’re the one who came into my room. And..." He leaned in close to her ear and whispered, "...you even went into my bathroom, stripped naked, and took a shower. Doesn't that mean you *wanted* something to happen between us?"

"Shut up!" Lin Li shoved him away hard. Her face flushed bright red at his words as she scolded him, "What kind of nonsense are you spouting?"

Zhou Han chuckled and was about to say something else when the door to the room at the far end of the hall opened. Zhou's mother stepped out and looked their way; seeing Zhou Han standing in the doorway, she asked, "Zhou Han, what's going on? I thought I heard some strange noises just now." As she spoke, she began walking toward them.


----- please read the translation from https://irisatdusk.blogspot.com/


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